3 A.M

"You broke me into 7 pieces but still have my 1 piece.
Even tho i fix my 6 pieces you know that i will never go back as a whole.

Some part of me left in your hand.

Me. In my happy zone.
Trying to feel blue.
Trying to find some object to write.
And sadly it was always - you.

Maybe i'm just afraid to mention your name.
Maybe 3AM thoughts is your new name.
Maybe.

Maybe the darkness and city lights really love you.
That's why they always whisper your name to me every 3AM."