2 AM whispers at your door,

Afraid to knock, disturb no more.

Silent footsteps, a hesitant call,

Just like my heart, fearing a fall.

Your doorstep, a haven of dreams,

Yet, fear lingers in moonlit streams.

I hesitate, not wanting to wake,

Just like my heart, unsure steps to take.

Afraid to knock, yet longing to be near,

To let you know, I'm sincere.

In your heart, a quiet plea,

To stay with you, eternally.

Author’s note: if I leave your door step now.. will we ever cross paths again?