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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