It's 2am
And on any normal day
(Aka when I still made you smile)
You'd be asleep on FaceTime
Softly snoringA sound that I seem to never forget
A sound that filled my mind
A sound that comforted meYou were so peaceful when you slept
It was so beautifulAnd now it's 2am
I'm alone
Wondering if another
Is hearing that sound.
YOU ARE READING
Unnecessary thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of pointless shit that comes off the top of my head.