Sometimes I'm too tired to ask because years of staying up late just so the other person is busy and wants to do other stuff that needs to be done or is just easier for them to be busy (and then they sleep and you sleep because maybe the next night they will remember to have words just for you.) Because it's easy to be in the other person's shoes, when you're busy, and you just forget, and you can't take the time, which happens to all of us.
But asking is hard, and asking is tiring, and sometimes its just too late at night to be vulnerable. And sleep is wonderful either way, but not the sweetness of dreamless, worry-free, tired of words sleep.
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