there is something about waiting up for a phone call,

to know you are missed at 2 am. 

there is something about the bliss that a keeps you up all night just to talk to that one person.

and if they’re willing to not sleep, you’re really not up for it either.

you really can’t replace that kind of love.

because essentially you still miss the other person and in fact this 

is how babies are born.

oh it is, the night.