Here I lie,
Wide awake,
At nearly 3am.
Wishing I,
Was at your side.
But I know
It's not to be.
I know
Love's not for me.
And neither are you.
But 3am?
3am is for me.
It's for the unloved,
The in-love,
The lonely,
Or the drunk.
I am all except drunk.
But perhaps
In another life,
I will be none of the above
But in love.
In love with a reincarnation
Of you.
And perhaps,
It is not in this life
That we are meant to be.
Maybe it's in the next,
Maybe the one after.
Maybe in this life,
I will suffer unloved.
Maybe in the next,
You will.
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