4am Poem by Simply Ruby

It's 6pm when it all starts. The wicked hour where you flood my mind. Trying my hardest to keep me preoccupied with dumb distractions that never really last.

By 10pm I'm almost going mad. The reminiscing is killing me inside. Your presence still so very alive. Oh please just cease to make me remember our time.

It's 1am and I'm calling the sandman. He comes at once making me heavy-eyed. Oh but if it isn't the biggest gag. Your face is all i see when i close my eyes.

It's 4am and I jump awake. Wouldn't you know it you're already there. Inside my thoughts as soon as i wake. My desire for you is driving me insane.

You haunt me all night and you haunt me during the day. I've long stopped trying to escape. All i can say is that i know.
I know.
I know.
but oh God did i want more.

More of our all night talks. More of that butterfly filled world. More of your voice more of your laugh. So much more of your lips and hands. Just more and more.
More of you, more of me.

More of us.

It's 6pm when it all starts. But it is no longer a pain filled time. It's gotten easier to push you aside. While still present, the echo of you no longer makes me go mad.