I consider 12am as a night,
where i swept my nightmares away,
where i drown in my over-thoughts,
where we talked for the last time.

I consider 12am as a night,
which those moonlight shined so bright,
but still be humble to the sun.

I never consider 12am even as an early morning,
until that day,
you tried to be the first,
and you did it!
I wonder about how you wished that i was still awake,
so i would know what's so special,
but the universe wasn't on our side by giving me a very pleasant dream, or maybe yours,
and i didn't.

I put regret in my heart at once,
and began to consider 12am as a morning, just like you did,
but one day you showed me your madness,
brought back the darkness again.

As yours triggered mine,
we ran a war,
won by our selfishness in the end.
Leaving myself, to again,
consider 12am,
as a part of night.