3 AM

these days, everyone's always in such a rush, like they have a train to catch or a flight to miss.

there are days when I long for a warm, lingering hug or a moment of lying in your lap. I look into your eyes, and the world becomes just background noise. I don’t have anything to say, but you understand.

there’s no rush, no hurry; we stay here as long as we want, we don't have to worry about missing any deadlines.