2am
What makes 2am so intriguing,
Is it the quiet of the world,
The silent streets,
The feeling that you are the only person alive,
Nobody awake to text,
Call,
Or hangout with,
Becsuse whether your curling your hair,
Or cleaning your room,
It’s different at 2am,
Something and everything is better,
Is it the knowledge that soon you’ll be asleep,
Resting your eyes and your body,
Finally calm,
Or is it knowing that you made it through another day,
And you’re one day closer to finding happiness,
Regardless of what it is,
It’s good,
It’s the feeling you get when you’re finally at peace,
Nothing else matters,
Because at 2am the world is asleep,
You have no responsibilities,
And nothing to worry about in the immediate
Your mind spinning with the 2am thoughts,
What if it doesn’t work out,
What if they break your heart,
What if,
What if,
What if,
And although these thoughts suck most of the time,
At 2am it’s different,
Because for the first time you can actually finish them,
You aren’t left wondering about all the unknowns,
It allows you to be real with yourself,
Understanding the complexity with being human,
And when you’re done with the “what ifs”,
You can go to sleep,
And escape from all the chaos,
So although I probably shouldn’t be up that time
I often am,
Because something about it,
Is perfect,
So when you find me up at 2am,
Just leave me be,
I’m finally at peace,
Amd I hope you are too
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