2 a.m.

Like an echo in a dream
Always at this time
It seems
To be my hour
Be my time
To spill my heart
Write these rhymes
I think of you
In your bed
Glasses off
And your head
Resting
On pillows soft
And suddenly
I can’t tame
These thoughts
I want to kiss your lips
Lie in you arms
Snuggle up
To you
Cozy and warm
I am awake
As I smile
And I want to
Keep these
Memories
Of you
Awhile
But then the pain
Starts creeping in
And I realize
I don’t know
Where you’ve been
Tonight
Or yesterday
Or tomorrow
Or if you even
Think of me
At all
Remember my smile
My laugh
My kiss
Or if you even
Miss
Me
Or did you forget
Perhaps regret
Us
And then I’m
Tempted
To give you a call
But I remember
The wall
You’ve built around
Your heart
And the truth of that
Stings
The truth really hurts
And I try to fall back
To dreams
But I flirt
With sleep
And memories
Thoughts of you
Teasing me
The whole night
Through.

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About VeraValentine

I am a writer who writes and chases the one thing that always seems to evade me; true love. For more insight into my mind and thoughts, please visit me on Facebook or Tumblr. https://www.facebook.com/Veravalentinethepoet http://poetveravalentine.tumblr.com View all posts by VeraValentine

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