My tired eyes,
So heavy to open,
Itching like'
Hundreds and thousands,
of tiny needles in them.

I should sleep,
but I can't,
Thinking of you,
Too much and too often,
you, you, you, ewe.

My brain dead,
can think no more,
Just memories,
of us together,
flashing by my mind's eye.

So very tired,
I'll fall asleep,
right her and now,
Thinking of you,
and I just hope.... ZZZZZzzzzzzz.....