It's 3am
By crazydaizy
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What do you do when it's 3'o clock in the night and it hits you?
You know how everyone talks about the gloomy atmosphere and that dreadful miserable feeling at 3am, they're all right. The night is gloomy, and you are miserable. What do you do when you can't stop your minding from thinking about how it was, how it is, and how the fuck it could have been.
You're craving for just one more night, even when you know its never enough, you're willing to give up everything you have, everything you've gathered, how much ever far you've come, for just one more night. Oh, what would you not do to have that.
I'm In bed, tired. Exhausted. But I can't seem to get any sleep. My eyes hurt from staying open too long, my body hurts from the day's tiredness. But my mind still thinks of you. I'm scrolling through my gallery, trying to find some trace of those times, memories we had and trying to grasp all the happiness from them. But I find none.
And I realise, while trying to erase your existence from my life, you now do the most, that too in the most dangerous of places. I don't have any pictures left, so you now exist, the only place you shouldn't, my memory.
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