I wish that I could call you Tonight at 4 A.M. To pour out all the secret feelings Hidden in my head You need to know “I love you” is a Phrase I’ve never said And at 4 A.M. I gasp for breath As those words fill my lungs instead
Maybe you believe That I’m shallow with intentions If I can clear the air, I’ll have so much more to mention At 4 A.M. I can’t admit Our hearts have no connection Though hot and cold, When we’re alone, I often feel our tension
I really want to ask If I should make a move Because the way you talk to me Just leaves me so confused At 4 A.M. I beg the stars And wish upon the moon That I don’t ruin what we’ll have From needing to know too soon
I wish that I could call you But for now, I’ll hold my bluff Cause even though it’s 4 A.M. I know that you’ll pick up
This poem is about mixed signals and how they make you feel