At 3:00 Am
Still awake at 3 am
Listening to a mellow song
Waiting for the sun to rise
Holding back the tears in my eyes
Still up at 3 am
Doing some flashback
What happened to us
A love that I fully trust
Still sleepless at 3 am
"It's not you it's me" your voice still echoing
My heart was ripped in thousand pieces
And seems was drop into different places
Still not in bed at 3 am
Holding a bottle of beer
Wishing it can help me heal
Hoping it can erase what I feel
Still wide awake at 3 am
Maybe it just don't fit right at all
Waiting for the sun to rise for me to traces
To start anew and pick up... my broken heart pieces...
written: Oct. 7, 2014
Mysterious Aries
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