4

It’s 1:54 a.m and I’m pretty fucked up

You’re right next to me,

But I’m still fucked up

And It’s 2:59 a.m and you just left and I fucking miss you like hell

I think I’m going to bail

Bail on this but I don’t want it to fail

I’m pretty fucked up but I know I miss you and

I swear to fucking hell that you’re all I ever need and I’m trying to fix this

I’m trying to make it right

I’m trying to give you all my love

I’m trying to treat you right

And I never hope to fuck up again

So pardon my thoughts, I’m pretty fucked up

But I promise to never leave you again

And I — promise to give you my all whether it be as a friend or not and so

I promise to always deliver you my fucking three a.m poem

Because I’m all fucking all for you