The clock on the wall

Chimes three times

Indicating the early hours

Of the morning

But yet you still lie there

Pondering

Wondering

If you really love him

Because in truth

You don't know

You're confused about what you feel

It feels so real

Yet so wrong

Sometimes you look at him

And your heart hammers in your chest

But other times

Your beat stays the same

And as the clock on the wall

Chimes four times

Indicating that another hour has passed

You still sit there thinking about

How you truly feel