Love is like sleep,

Once you get a little taste of it you can't help but to want more and more,

Love is like the other side of the pillow, it is always there for when you need it.

Love is like a loving grnadmother that stands over you as you sleep,

Each Z you ever dreamt of is a past love you have forgotten,

Love is falling asleep tot he sound of rain trickling down your gutters,

Sleep is how love finds itself when it has nowhere else to go,

Love has a tendency to fall apart while you're awake and sleep holds love closer.

Viev sleep as if it was your drug, love is your dealer and the bed you sleep upon is your safe haven.

Many get addicted to sleep and eventually fall in love,

Sleep can sometimes leave you more tiring, and take you away from other activities, but sleep just wants the best for you.

Sleep will always be there for you when you need it most, and love will be there to put it's arms around you in times of discomfort and tragedy.

Love means well but sometimes sleep gets angry,

Sometimes sleep will dream of love and repeat it over and over until the dream comes true.

Love can immbolize sleep like a sleep paralysis,

Sleep can have night terrors and love is the soft warn cloth blanket that comforts you.

When love is in a bad mood it forgets about sleep, when really sleep is the only solution love needs.

Love is there to support you and sleep is there when love cannot help you.