2 am

I went to sleep very early last night, (like 8-ish) and woke up at 2am to take a shower. I walked outside. It was peaceful, but alive. I could here people laughing in their dorm rooms, but I was the only one on the outside. The lights from the lounge lighted up the red tile, the same as they always have, but it felt different. More like anything could happen. As if magic was floating in the air. Most people don't go outside if they are awake at 2, they stay inside, or head home to bed, or stumble in the direction of someone's room, but I was awake, that get up in the morning early willingly sort of awake that is different from anything else.
Around 4 the false dawn will start, the birds will sleepily start twittering, the remainder of the college will probably have given up and gone to bed. I could sit outside and watch the sun come up, or go walking through the night, seeing whatever is out there.
The air is warm and moist, it touched my skin like a gentle kiss, and I wanted to kiss back.
But instead I will go back to sleep, and dream of other kisses.