2 A.M.
The morning hour for the lost, the lonely, or those in love.
Do you know what it's like to wake up at 2am?
Hungry, but unable to eat
With a heart broken just one too many times,
Thoughts spiraling into thin air, moving so fast you can't grasp them long enough to understand yourself or your current feelings.
Why do you need her so much? Why must your heart be soft?
Why do allow for a push and pull,
When all you deserve is the kind of love that makes your head spin?
But at the same time while your head is spinning, you feel grounded.
She makes you grounded.
But she also makes you crazy.
Do you know what it's like to wake up at 2am and wish you felt sane again?
About the Creator
Stefanie Salvatore
Welcome, beautiful souls. In my stories & poems you will read about times of sadness, anger, happiness and those moments when I am numb to it all. All pieces derive from my experiences with life, love and loss. Enjoy xx
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