You would claim me, I would take you. Snuggled up every night,
sometimes catching me at the most inopportune times.
Sometimes just because.
Slowly you left me. No, not all at once. A little at a time.
You'd disappear here and there, not enough to really notice.
Suddenly you pretend to be there for the night, but you just up and leave and don't come back.
I desire you.
I need you.
I cannot live without you.
Other people agree that when I've had some of you, my attitude is improved.
If you come back, I'll take you wherever I can get you.
In the car.
At my desk.
In the chair.
*shhh* I'll even take a little of you at church, if it's good.
Why do you allude me, sleep?