The Middle of the Night
Its 12am and i cant go to sleep
I was born too stubborn to admit defeat
Your face came to mind as i laid back down
And wondered how the hell i came to town
I came to a place where i found you
And we fell in love out of the blue
I picked my phone but placed it back
Remembering the sky and its shade of black
Its 1am and I'm thinking about our first date
When i held the hand of my forever soulmate
I remember looking at your chocolate brown eyes
And the unusual presence in my stomach of a hundred butterflies
I examined your silky soft hair, the color brunette
As you held me close when we watched the sunset
One last thought crossed my mind
Until I closed my eyes and left it behind
It’s 2am and I woke back up
Smudging my hair and even my makeup
My eyes got watery as I thought about us
And the time you told me we have something to discuss
You pulled me aside and whispered to me
Something softly down on one knee
I admired my shiny new promise ring
And the final days of our summer fling
Its 3am and i heard my phone ring
I quickly rolled over adding a slight spring
I picked up the phone and and i heard your voice
My body reacted and become rejoiced
I asked what was wrong and the line went silent
Wondering for a minute if you suddenly went violent
And then you answered saying you couldn't fall asleep
Because you were up all night hoping to hear me peep
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