I wish all conversations
were like the ones we have
at 2 AM,
when the world is quiet
and our heartbeats loud.
I wish all the words we shared were as
honest and raw
as the ones that escape
from our lips
during one night’s end
and one morning’s beginning.
Because it’s at 2 AM
when our humanity
tends to let its guard down,
and show through.
It’s at 2 AM when
we let all of ourselves
be seen completely:
Ugly and unafraid.
Beautiful and ready
for love.
But mostly I just wish
I had another 2AM
to spend with you. 
