IT'S ALMOST 3AM

It's almost 3am

Here I am

Wide eyed, with thoughts of you

Caressing my worried mind. 

My arms crave to hold you

For a brief moment

But I know I'll be greedy

Asking for more of you. 

I may not have said it before

But with each passing day

Without seeing your face

My heart constricts in pain. 

Hurry hurry, I cried all week

Now that you're here

My outstretched arms can't even reach your place. 

Maybe the fates have decided against our Union

But who cares about their frail laws

We'll move on hand in hand

In tingling sensation

As our eyes burn brightly

Of this love so pure. 

I miss you terribly

And I'm going to miss you more

My wish list is a bucketful now

Hopefully, we'll thrive, bloom and live. 

©Zoe