At 3 o’ clock in the morning

At 3 o’ clock in the morning, I tire of guessing-games and careful pretenses. Of the hours in my day, this must be the most honest of all. When pride becomes redundant and giving myself away is of no consequence, there’s no need for denial nor acknowledgment. Everything is simple and devoid of analysis. At 3 o’ clock in the morning nothing else matters but that I love you. Regardless.

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18 thoughts on “At 3 o’ clock in the morning

  1. At 3 in the morning I’d suggest going out and having a kottu and a glass of lime juice – if you’re treating, call me and I’ll come along for the ride too.

    (BTW: loved the post!)

  2. wow! Me likes! True too!!! 🙂 *hugs* thanks for that read…really…feels nice! 🙂
    That being said…Happy 2010!!! Hope the year totally and completely rocks!!! Lotsa love and hugs! Cheers! Kaiser.

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