3am

3am The rest of the world was asleep While your mind on the other hand, never is You occupied it with inhale of your beloved Mary Jane I study every smoke cloud that leaves your body As that same dumb couple argues on TV when will they learn I ask myself Suddenly I felt the weight Of the bed shift A cold bony hand Grabs my shoulder Felt my flannel slowly sliding off my back And without hesitation I fall into the comfort of your touch Your breathing becomes scattered As I trace every single rib that protrudes your dull skin Dirty nails make its way up my chest And around my neck Which is accompanied By your chapped lips Maybe we're both wrong I thought As the adrenaline and sweat leave my body I placed my body next to yours Under the blue covers You casually turn your back So all I see is your silhouette I did the same As the couple on TV made up again I stare into the dark room Conscious of every sound Every movement you make Which forces me to catch my breath For I hope You finally decide to hold me 6:50am It came around Just as I started to close my eyes Felt the bed shift again And the urge to sleep Suddenly disappears Your mother left for work While your presence left me I roll over to see you up Already saying good morning To Mary Jane I pick up my clothes that slept on the floor And I head downstairs to leave I went to grab the door To the garage I turn the knob slightly And look back up the stairs You weren't there you never are But you'll make the time To call at 2am On a weekday And impulsively I'm leaving my twin bed and climbing under your blue covers