Insomnia

Sleeping isn’t the same.

I reach for you, hand grasping at nothing but cold sheets.

I curl up.

I hug the pillow a little closer.

Whimper.

A nightmare shakes me awake.

I cry.

Pulse pounds in my ears.

Sleep. Please sleep.

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