2 AM Thoughts

I met you at dusk. We loved till midnight. Then you left, and 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. These lines set the course of Makenzie Campbell's poetry collection 2 AM Thoughts.

The small hours have a cruelty of their own. They strip away distractions and leave you alone with everything you have lost. Across a single day, from dusk to dawn, the collection follows the emotions of a relationship in hours instead of years.

The poems stay with hope and the quiet cracks of heartbreak, with echoing pain and silent grief, with the carousel of memories and the late-night mental math of tallying what went wrong. As the night gives way, so does the sorrow, though not suddenly or neatly. It fades the way wounded hearts heal, quietly and gradually, without ceremony.

For anyone who has lain awake mending a broken heart while the rest of the world sleeps, this book offers the feeling of being understood.