3 A.M

I reminisce about,
The seasons we shared,
The memories we shaped,
Tears turned into laughter,
All the giggles and chuckles,
Day to dawn,
Seconds and never count.

Evermore you offered me your hand,
Everytime I feel so alone,
Not once you left me outside,
Whenever I knock on your door.

Always welcoming,
Like the sky greeting the sun,
And the moon illuminate the night.

What went wrong?
Which chapter that we disregarded?
Which melody that we skipped?
Are the concerns that I keep to myself.

But every starless to the brightest,
Never cease nor drowsy,
That I question myself,
Why do we stopped talking?

– Morgana –

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