I'm not any better at sleeping.
With or without you, I don't even think it makes a difference.
For once my heart doesn't fight with my head because I know it means nothing and I don't care to try.
It's so late. Or early. I'm not good at this.
I'm so tired I'm not even tired anymore.
I need something that I don't even know exists.
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