imagine.

It is during these late-night, early morning hours when I miss you. Your presence. When not having you here has a big impact on me.
Sitting here, pulling an all nighter. Trying to finish this paper that keeps rejecting me. If I could just, just have you- see you lying there. Not to have you stay awake with me. Slumber has its hold on you.
I would have a motivation to finish.
Sleep? Sleep doesn’t motivate me anymore. Closing this book to lay next to you.
Motivation. The sooner the better. Not to wake you- just to lay with you. Feel you. To not feel so alone in this empty darkness. I hate wasting our time.
motivate me.