Still awake at 3 am

Listening to a mellow song

Waiting for the sun to rise

Holding back the tears in my eyes

Still up at 3 am

Doing some flashback

What happened to us

A love that I fully trust

Still sleepless at 3 am

"It's not you it's me" your voice still echoing

My heart was ripped in thousand pieces

And seems was drop into different places

Still not in bed at 3 am

Holding a bottle of beer

Wishing it can help me heal

Hoping it can erase what I feel

Still wide awake at 3 am

Maybe it just don't fit right at all

Waiting for the sun to rise for me to traces

To start anew and pick up... my broken heart pieces...

written: Oct. 7, 2014

Mysterious Aries