Monday, 8 August 2011

Insomnia

Dear Sleep,

What do you want me to do, beg? Fine! I’m begging! Come back to me. We used to be so good together, you and me. In bed, on the sofa, in the car…. We were just so compatible. I don’t know why you left me, but come back, we can work it out.

Me x

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