Category : Poems

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Why am I awake at 3am and why are you invading my every thought?

What spell have you cast that would make this overly cynical heart dance with that dirty little word 'hope'?

Maybe it's the way you look at me so intently when I'm talking even when it's complete nonsense coming out of my mouth....

Or how you laugh and kiss me when you know I'm being stubborn....

Or the way you bury your face in my hair and tell me you love the way I smell....

Or maybe it's the sounds you make when I gently kiss the corners of your mouth.

Maybe it's all of these things.

Or it could be because even the tiny spaces of nothingness in between moments spent with you have become just as amazing as everything else.

I don't know what it is about you exactly that keeps me awake at 3am.

All I really know is this....
I don't like it.... I love it.