Here I am, another night I can't sleep and wishing I had you by my side. It's unfair that age separates us at night cause that's when I find I need you the most. That's when I'm alone with my thoughts, a dangerous thing to do, and I find myself wishing for a distraction like your heart beat or your touch or even just the sound of your breathing. I wish I could sleep and dream like normal people, but I don't sleep and even when I do I rarely dream. I envy those who fall asleep the minute their head hits the pillow, they should be grateful that they don't know the chronic pain of sleepless nights and endless hours ticking by with no relief. Sleep is not to be taken for granted. I guess the Sand Man doesn't visit everyone.