Sleep, my love.

Close your eyes, still those fluttering eyelids and allow your mind drift away from your body. Just for a little while, pretend that everything is better than it truly is in your waking hours. Retreat subconsciously into the depths of your own mind, allow it to conjure up magnificent visions, and then perhaps—just perhaps—dream of me. I wish to be the solacing thought your mind flees to when you most wish to escape the world.