From Our Readers: Two In the Morning

It's 2AM and all I feel is a thousand
knives stabbing my chest, piercing
my lungs, making it hard for me to
breathe.
It's 2AM and all I hear is you saying
that you love me and it was like a
song constantly playing in my head.
It's 2AM and my heart feels so heavy
and I have no idea how it's still in my
chest.
It's 2AM and my mind is replaying
scenes of sweetness and happiness
when we were together.
It's 2AM and all I see is a wall full of
pictures of you and me in our glory
days.
It's 2AM and I can feel the warmth of my tears
streaming down my face,
remembering the time when you
said you'd never let me go.
It's at 2AM when I finally realized I have
to move on.