2:36 AM
2 am is for the poets who
can’t sleep because their
minds are alive with words
for someone who’s not there.
For the alcoholics drinking
themselves into amnesia to
forget someone who left.
2 am is not for the lovers
asleep in each other’s arms.
It is for the lonely, the ones
who are in love with the
loved but are not loved in
return.
L.S.
