I've gotten through a surprisingly high number of sleepless nights because of you, even when you don't know you've saved me.

I haven't slept properly in about four days. Two of the past nights I didn't sleep at all and the last I was late for work because of falling asleep too late. Last night was one of the sleepless ones.

I got home from work and just sat down, unable to focus on anything but my body trying to cross the street to see you.

Guess I must be the chicken in his analogy.

It's not so bad, not sleeping. No dreams when you can't shut your eyes. But memories flash and thoughts flourish. Sleep would be an escape.

I just finished 5 and a half hours of math work and it looks like I'll be going into a test in about an hour.

I just wish I could sleep right. I wish I could run away from everything happening.

The nights just aren't right anymore.

It's not the same.