I remember

I remember when it was four in the morning and I was laying in your arms and listening to your heart beat, and now it’s the same time and I’m in his arms and it doesn’t feel as warm and now she’s laying in your arms but she doesn’t kiss your neck or hold your fingertips in hers and I can’t help but to get chills when I think of the nights when we couldn’t sleep when we would tell each other our deepest secrets and now you tell her that I was nothing, when we both know we were much more, you were my everything when I was yours and now I’m just a blocked number and a closed door when at one time you were an open book and now we are just a memory we don’t want to share, but when it’s 4am I think of the times I was in your arms and you were already mine.