2am

I'm a little bit of 2am and 11pm
Both bringing out a different side
Starting off so sad yet so caught up in the world sleeping.
Feeling your heart strings pulled at the ones who are who are still up aching.
Or loving.

So tired and yet restlessly awake
I wish there wasn't a part of me that was this alone
And yet again sometimes the only way to learn to love, is yourself,
At 2am.
Smiling at the shooting stars, searching the sky, out the window you call home.

M.A.A