I'm writing again this letter to you.
Dear Sleep,
I haven't been the best partner to you. I neglected you and I never appreciated you as much as I should. The late night trysts I had with Insomnia have only led me to my downfall. I should never had let you leave. I still can't believe that, that bastard Stress stole you away. After all those long hours and days I sacrificed with him trying to improve my situation at work, he goes behind my back and takes you away from me. Love, I don't mean to turn you into a possesion of mine, but we have always been right together. My fondest memories are on long quiet nights, when you whisper sweet fantasies into my ears, or when you kiss my eyelids shut and gently tell me stories on how you'd imagine me in another kind of world. Please come back. I am but a barren wasteland ravaged senseless without you on this empty side of the bed. Come back to me love. Life is bleak and prosaic since your departure. I only pray you'll at least meet me soon.
Love,
Me.
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