How I Miss Thee...

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Oh, Sleep. How I miss thee.

We used to get along so great. You would wrap me up in your arms every night and keep me warm while you told me stories and let my imagination run wild.

What happened to that? Do you not love me anymore, my old friend? Are you leaving me for someone else?

No matter; I will miss you dearly and I love you much. No matter if you decide to come back or not, I will be waiting patiently. If you decide you would never like to come back, that's fine, too.

I will trudge through my days, thinking about our once committed relationship.

Now, you visit me at odd hours in the most inconvenient of times. You believe me able to accept your warm embrace and allow you to tell me stories once again at any moment. At the mere drop of a hat.

Despite my love for you, I also have happy relationships with School, Writing, and Social Life. They are my good friends and visit me in the daylight hours. I spend hours with them much the same way I used to spend hours with you.

When the day has slipped away and the night has come to greet me, I attempt to meet you at the same time we used to; I wait for hours and hours, but you scarcely show anymore. All I ask is that you return to our regularly scheduled dates, instead of trying to butt into everyone else's time.

They have never once tried to invade our time together, yet you wait until it is their time to come visit. You spout apologies like that makes it simple for me to drop everything.

No matter how much I love your stories, no matter how warm your embrace is, I cannot switch our meeting times. I have others that require my attention as well.

I will miss you, my dear friend Sleep, until you return to our regular meeting place at our scheduled time.

Until then,

Nickel

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