Unspoken Words

2 am

It's 2 am.

But I'm still awake,thinking things like what ifs

Feeling the pain of the story that has already passed.

Asking if I could go back

if the clock can go backwards with the sound of tick-tock.

If I could find the key and open the lock

if I could bring back the memories that turned into rocks.

Thinking all these, makes my heart slowly cracks

and it is like an earthquake attack.

Then I remember how you left me with a great impact and how you broke my heart into half.