3AM & You
Every quiet night, you’re the loudest thought in my head and I can’t stop imagining you pulling me closer, your hand warm at my waist like you never want to let go.
The way you hold me tightly, tracing soft circles on my back… like nothing else in the world matters.
And the worst part? I don’t stop the thoughts. I replay them… especially the part where you pull me close and softly kiss my forehead, like that’s exactly where I’m meant to be.
So now it’s 3AM and instead of sleeping, I’m just here, smiling because of you.
Every quiet night, you’re the loudest thought in my head and I can’t stop imagining you pulling me closer, your hand warm at my waist like you never want to let go.
The way you hold me tightly, tracing soft circles on my back… like nothing else in the world matters.
And the worst part? I don’t stop the thoughts. I replay them… especially the part where you pull me close and softly kiss my forehead, like that’s exactly where I’m meant to be.
So now it’s 3AM and instead of sleeping, I’m just here, smiling because of you.
