"I hated chats Past Midnight"


I hated chats past Midnight

A time that I could be isolated

I could hate any color thats bright

Someone had other plans, you painted.

I burst with porn, sometimes books.

I work and cry, accepted all cookies.

You came with warmth, I gave you looks.

You filled midnights with your stories.

I hated chats past Midnight

He who popped jokes and offered shoulder

To be honest, I wouldn't hate with any crack of light.

To my Midnights that as heavy as a boulder.

I lighted my candles to fill my room with light.

Midnights became sacred.

To make fun of everyone, and with me with your height.

You love every shameless fork I ate with hatred.

I hated chats past Midnight.

A lifeline with a cheeky smile. You made my head tilt

Look at this infrastructure of the trust you built.

Now I used to hate chats past Midnight.