Two In The Morning

It’s two in the morning, and the sun has yet to rise.
But before I had fallen asleep, I had tears streaming from my eyes.
They’re dried now, stuck to my face, and still relevant.
Many things are still left unsaid, but my words are slacking the development.
It’s two in the morning and you’re what’s on my mind?
This is new to me, and it gets me every time.
The way I can still feel your gaze on me, even though you’re not here.
The way I know you’re awake too, but neither of us could call, we wouldn’t dare.
Although it’s late, although I’ll see you in the morning, I cant’ help but use my mind.
It’s the only way I can have you nearby.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, as it’s two in the morning and you’re on my mind. I can’t fight the urge to smile knowing It’s you engraved in my thoughts.
I wouldn’t want anyone else stuck in my head at two in the morning...