2 AM Thoughts

“I met you at dusk. We loved till midnight. Then, you left me. 2 AM found me at my lowest. When the sun came up, I dried my tears, found my strength, and went on with my day.” There is a particular cruelty in the small hours—the way they strip away distraction and leave you alone with everything you have lost. In a single day moving from dusk to dawn, 2 AM Thoughts traces the arc of emotions that come with relationships in the span of hours rather than years. The poems in this collection sit with hope and the silent cracks of heartbreak, the echoing pain and the silent griefs, the carousel of memories, the 2 AM mental math of tallying what went wrong. As the night gives way, so does the grief—not suddenly, not neatly, but in the way wounded hearts seal up—quietly, by and by, without ceremony. For anyone who has ever lain awake mending their broken heart while the rest of the world sleeps, 2 AM Thoughts will feel like being finally understood and witnessed.