It’s 1:00 AM, and I can’t sleep.
My nightlight is awake, and it hears me weep.
I try to understand what I’m feeling,
As I stare at my lit ceiling,
But everything reminds me of you.
From the morning breeze to the evening blue.
Like when I hear the trains passing by,
And it hurts so much, it makes me cry.
But the problem was never you.
It was me, believing what was untrue.
I blamed all my issues on this,
And I let it go; it was dismissed.
But love doesn’t have you questioning emotion,
When your heart has only ever been filled with devotion.
Love is benevolent,
Never arrogant.
It took so long to understand.
Why’d you have to let go of my hand?
No matter how clear my thoughts may stand,
I wonder if this was all in your plan.
Every emotion I struggle to show,
Right now it’s a battle, and it’s hard to let go.
I hold onto answers, but the picture’s unclear,
As I search for the love that once felt so near.
But it’s 1:00 AM, and I can’t sleep.
My nightlight is awake, and it hears me weep.
