At 3am i'll think of you
And all the things we used to do
When you fade from my life
Know you're not gone from my mind
So hold me
In your eyes one last time
Don't let me go. I dont want to shattered again
You kept me in my happy place
Didn't let me get scared
But now i take a look around
And i am back at the bating cage
Are you happier?
Without me at 3 am?
Are you happier?
Without me in your head?
Are you happier?
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3 AM FEELS LIKE
PoetryPOEM #3 3am feels like. I wrote this poem late after i accidentally wake up because of her in my dreams...
