When I can’t sleep at night I hope you’re sleeping.

When I’m all alone I hope you’re not.

I hope, but I always have this suspicion that I’m wrong.

That you can’t sleep either.

I think of what you think of when you’re awake like I am

I think about how you probably wish you could keep yourself company without stopping yourself from sleeping.

I just wish I could look at you ironically and tell you to go to sleep.

Or something.

I wish I could sleep.

Awake for far too long.

Never enough sleep.

I miss you in the middle of the night when I have nothing else to think of but

How much I wish I was asleep.

How much I wish you were here with me.

I wish I was asleep.

I hope you’re asleep.

I love you.

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