A Letter to My Long Lost Lover

A Letter to my Long Lost Lover, Sleep

To my first and dearest love,

It's been too long. Oh how I miss you!

We used to meet every night, it didn't matter how late, we always made it work.

We'd often rendezvous after midnight, sometimes on the couch, but usually in my special king-sized bed (yes, that gift I bought just for you, remember?).

Sometimes we'd have lazy mornings together, in each other's embrace. 

I remember the quickies we'd sneak in on the odd Sunday afternoon.

I remember how it felt to be with you, so close, so deep, so - lost in each other.

It's been too long, my friend.

Sometimes I catch glimpses of you.

I see the satisfaction on the other women's faces, and I know they've been with you, spent the whole night with you.

I don't want to sound jealous, it's your business what you do with your time. It's just... I miss that feeling. You were so sweet, so gentle, always happy to go at my pace.

Now, when we meet, it's desperate, fast, and always… unfulfilling. It's like our time together is never enough.

I know, it's my fault, I've changed. I don't have time for you anymore, but that doesn't mean I've forgotten you.

I long for you, every night. 

Being away from you has turned me into someone different.

I'm angry and irrational.

My friends don't understand why I'm so moody, or so absent-minded.

They ask how we're going, you and I, and I can't find the words. They wouldn't understand.

You were so much a part of my life before, and now - well, I'm lost without you. I don't know who I am anymore.

Oh Sleep, my love, you're all I want, you're all I need.

Come back to me, please, come back.

I promise, if you'll just give me another chance, I'll be ready. I'll give you my all. I won't go on Facebook when I'm supposed to be with you. I won't spend my time thinking about other things. I'll give you my full attention, for as long as I can.

Even if it's just for ten minutes, I need to see you.

Please come back.

Yours always,

Tired Mama