2 am

Yes I'm up at 2am no I'm not dying maybe I'm flying idk I'm lying just lying up at  2am in his presence making me laugh and I haven't met him just he's here at 2am, this feeling is weird not looking for sex just loyalty and respect...at 2 am it's kinda hard to accept that's not all he's after; must not be like all men. 2 am and I'm smiling, trying to find who he really is...not pushing too much just trying to be his friend. At 2 am I'm humming melodies because at 2am he said who's more perfect for you than me...ugh 2 am I hope this last a while cause at 2 am I found my smile...amongst the frowns from the previous day at 2am he showed me a way. That not all guys are the same, and that not all guys will treat you the same. That there's hope in love and to cherish happiness and if you're having a good time enjoy who you're with. Cause besides 2 am at anytime of the day someone can make you smile don't give up the faith. At 2 am it's the funny questions at 2 am I learned this lesson.  

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