It’s 12 midnight and I can’t find you. You have something to tell me and I want to hear you. I sit on a bench and wait, excited of the fact that you’ll be here. I observe the city at this hour, carefully taking in every detail. I can do this when you’re not around because your presence disables my senses. There are lesser cars now, and people are not in a hurry. The night is calm but I can’t find peace. I see various faces but I still cannot see you. But take your time, I’ll be here waiting like what I told you.
It’s 3AM and people say nothing good happens during wee hours. But I stopped listening to what people have to say. I’ve got a different perspective now. Since I met you, my whole life changed. You told me I’m beautiful and I’m smart. You taught me to believe in myself, so I did. You don’t lie, so I trust you. I ignored people’s opinions, they suddenly did not matter anymore.
I hear the crowing of the roosters now. It’s 5AM, I shouldn’t be surprised. I still can’t see you, I can’t still feel you’re near. You were never near, I suppose. Your thoughts wander off freely, your eyes tell that you’re slowly drifting off from this reality. I want to come with you but you’ve gotten far already, I can no longer catch up.
The sun rises at 6am and slowly, light swallows darkness. New flowers bloom, more cars are on the road, and people start to wake up. In an instant, the void of the night seemed to transfer in my chest. I feel empty all of a sudden. I am still waiting. This is the right thing, isn’t it? I should wait for you. You will come, I know. People say good things come to those who wait. But I long stopped believing in people, didn’t I? Now I stopped believing in you, too.
It’s 3AM and people say nothing good happens during wee hours. But I stopped listening to what people have to say. I’ve got a different perspective now. Since I met you, my whole life changed. You told me I’m beautiful and I’m smart. You taught me to believe in myself, so I did. You don’t lie, so I trust you. I ignored people’s opinions, they suddenly did not matter anymore.
I hear the crowing of the roosters now. It’s 5AM, I shouldn’t be surprised. I still can’t see you, I can’t still feel you’re near. You were never near, I suppose. Your thoughts wander off freely, your eyes tell that you’re slowly drifting off from this reality. I want to come with you but you’ve gotten far already, I can no longer catch up.
The sun rises at 6am and slowly, light swallows darkness. New flowers bloom, more cars are on the road, and people start to wake up. In an instant, the void of the night seemed to transfer in my chest. I feel empty all of a sudden. I am still waiting. This is the right thing, isn’t it? I should wait for you. You will come, I know. People say good things come to those who wait. But I long stopped believing in people, didn’t I? Now I stopped believing in you, too.