1 a.m. - I cant sleep.
I think of the happiness
in your eyes and your
sweet whispers in my ear.
I miss you.
3 a.m. - the moon casts shadows
on the wall.
I think of late night cuddles
and passionate kisses.
I want you.
5 a.m. - and as the sun begins
to peek from behind the clouds,
I think of the
love we both shared.
I need you.
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Idiosyncrasy
PoetryJust the feelings of a girl who doesn't know what shes feeling at all.