I only crave you when the night is at its darkest
When I have nothing better to think about
When I should sleep but my brain won’t let me
And I slip up and send you “I miss you”
I expect no answer; I don’t even want one
Because when it’s not 2 a.m. I remember
That there is much more to my life now
Than your deceitful words
I always want you after midnight
And I realize this is a good sign
Because it’s just out of boredom
Because it’s just when there’s nothing better in sight
You were my 5p.m. “room full of people and I still need you”
You were my 10a.m. “I’m in class and I want to hold you”
You were my dinner time “it’s not the same without you”
You’re only my 2a.m. passing thought now
I’m erasing you.
Mostly, at 2a.m., I’m sleeping.
I sleep through your memory
I let it seep through and replace it with pretty dreams
I do not miss you anymore
You’re just a habit
That I am quitting
Except on some nights at 2a.m.