POEM: 3 am

Here i am at 3 am , thinking of what it could've been. Thinking Of all the times you said you loved me 
All the times you said you missed me 
How you wanted to be with me..

But here i am at 3 am looking back.

On how i thought i had it all with you but in reality i had nothing  

now im left without nothing not even my own Pure heart ..

The days ..

Lets just go back to the days ..
the days you loved me
the days you where so sweet and consistently told me how much you missed me,
The days we would talk every single day,
Take me back to the those nights that were simple & calm
To the days that i felt like i was nothing else but your world
 The days ..
Those days...

Take me back