3 am
it is 3 in the morning
and i can't seem to rest
wishing that my head
was laid upon your chest.
i find it real funny
how i always start to think
of you, when i finally
gain peace at mind.
as i lay here in bed
my heart begins to ache,
begging, silently yelling
for you too care.
i think of the way
you used to say
"i love you"
and all of a sudden
reality is at bay.
you're gone,
you’ve left.
even when I begged
for you to stay.
3 am - ahtziri yamile 9717
and i can't seem to rest
wishing that my head
was laid upon your chest.
i find it real funny
how i always start to think
of you, when i finally
gain peace at mind.
as i lay here in bed
my heart begins to ache,
begging, silently yelling
for you too care.
i think of the way
you used to say
"i love you"
and all of a sudden
reality is at bay.
you're gone,
you’ve left.
even when I begged
for you to stay.
3 am - ahtziri yamile 9717
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thoughts and emotions that i felt when i was out of a toxic relationship before i asked for help
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