3am.
They told me to forget you, to leave you, to let go, to stop trying with you. But I never listened. I saw a spark in you and I wanted to cherish it. But they were right. They were always right and I was too stubborn to believe them. I should have stopped trying, I really should have let you go
YOU ARE READING
3am
Poetry3am. My heart is screaming out your name. It hurts so bad and I am still so in love with you. "What do I do?" my heart cries. "Express the pain" my mind says.
