You make me fall asleep. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. But you’re the only one who could throw me into a deep deep slumber that I’m starting to wonder if you’re my sleep personified. Ever since I met you, I crave your presence like how an addict would crave drugs just because you make me fall asleep. You throw my body’s homeostasis into awry whenever you’re around and my body’s circadian rhythm seems to be at your beck and call. And I still don’t know if that’s good or bad, but I was never be able to sleep again without thinking of you.