Its 3:03 am
And I can hear my heartbeat
In the silence of the night
Lying on my side
I feel my warm breath
Against my arms
It's not the same feeling
As you breath.

Its 3:04 am
And my tears have still not
Dried. They have not
Been kissed away
By lips so sweet, by
Lips so pure.
Instead, they come out
Faster then before.

Its 3:05 am
And I'm trying to sleep
Wearing only your clothes
But every time I open my watered eyes
I see a picture of you
Framed on my nightstand
And every time I close my eyes I see
A picture of you in my mind.

Its 3:06 am
And I can think of the time
We've had. I remember
Everything.
I want to be with you
Somehow, I always end up
Losing
More then I had.

Its 3:07 am
And the picture on my nightstand
Doesn't look so clear anymore
The picture in my mind
Begins to fade away
My tears begin to cease
And even dry.

But I'm still sleeping in your clothes.