Awake at night
Loving yourself
Is kind of like
Staying awake
When everyone else is sleeping
The nightsky is so much clearer,
The stars so much brighter,
And the air so much more crisp,
But no one else can really understand
The infatuation unless they wake up
-m.c.-
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