11:30 pm and our conversation is leading us to nowhere
2 hours passed from my usual forty winks
barely catching up with the fast paced topics
topics that don’t really mean a thing
just for the sake of driving myself to sleep
All that is left for me to do is to smile and sigh
What can I do? What can I say?
The time is getting too late
Inching my sore fingers through the alphabets
Just to find a desperate word that would describe our state
Thinking of a catchphrase that would survive your complicated interest
But nothing happened and my luck didn't get any far
Maybe it's just the night that confines me from my words?
Or maybe,. because of this little play that we're on.?
Yes it might be..
Alas my eyelids can't take the pain anymore
A sign that it's time for me to bid you a goodbye
Though I still don't want to end this nocturnal confession
The trance of dream is calling me and I can't help but to affirm
The trance of charging is calling my phone
And it can't help but to be drained
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