Remember what good friends we used to be? We used to hang out every single night. It was awesome. No matter what time I'd want to hook up with you - 9:00, 10:00, midnight, 2:00 am - you'd be there for me as soon as I called, and you never minded that I kept you waiting. You were the best friend ever!
Now, I never see you. I can't even begin to tell you how much I miss you.
What's worse about this whole situation is that you are still friends with Pat. It is so frustrating to watch him enjoy your company and know that I'm not invited to play anymore.
Oh, Sleep. My dear old friend, Sleep. PLEASE, PLEASE COME BACK! Please forgive me for whatever it is I did that made you ditch me. I promise I'll be a better friend from now on. Just please say you'll be my friend again. PLEASE.