2 am Affairs

Peace, my expensive friend. You dirty whore you. How quickly you leave, gracing me with your presence for long enough to feel comfortable. It's about my 2 am affairs with melancholy, isn't it? Is that why you cannot stay for long? Because when everything feels right and there is hope in the air, still my lover comes and sweeps me away. Can I not ask you to stay by night and day, dear Peace? Can you not send Melancholy away with your gentle hand? What the threesome fuckery is this? Let me sleep. Let me breathe, let me live.