3am.
I never wanted to tell you what was going on because I knew you. I knew that if I had, you would run. You would get scared, not know what to do and just leave. But in the end, I told you because I loved you and I just couldn't hide it from you anymore. And I was right. You did leave
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.
