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My nights are getting longer,

less sleep.

Half awake and looking at the clock,

waiting until morning. 

I do not get much sleep.

Dreams are short. 

Some are good, while others

just become nightmares. 

I wake up yearning, 

but you don't want me. 

I'm not sure what you prefer.

Your phone?

Maybe that's it.

I have this battle in your life,

it's your phone or me.

I end up falling asleep for a short 

period of time. 

But I wake, wanting something else. 

I try again, but now you're too tired. 

It seems like alot of wasted time being awake, 

when I could be sleeping.

At least I might feel something,

moreso than I can say about being

in bed with you. 

I want my nights back.

I want you back.