it's 3 am
i'm laying, still
cold and calm
thinking
about you
it's 3 am
i can't sleep
i've got a heavy mind
filled with thoughts and "what ifs?"
about you
it's 3 am
i feel my eyes begin to water
then one tear falls down
then two, i'm crying
about you
it's 3 am
while streams begin to roll down
and my breathing now erratic
i wonder
about you
it's 3 am
are you thinking?
are you crying?
are you wondering?
...about me?
