Two A.M.

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I may not be able to play you a song on the piano or draw you a portrait; 

but I will tell you everything I love about you.

 

From your sun-kissed cheeks,

to the way your fingers wrap around your sleeves.

I love the way you make music flow like billows in the sea,

the way you get caught and pulled into the tide like a refugee.

 

I may not be able to play you a song on the piano or draw you a portrait;

but I will be there when you need me.

 

I'll be there at two a.m. while your parents are away,

and I'll fight your demons before my own. 

I know how much the world can weigh, 

but as long as I love you you won't have to carry it alone. 

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