I told myself not to sleep, cause my dreams are always about you. I told myself to stay awake, but the thoughts in my mind are always about you, too.
I started to hate sleeping since you always come to my dreams. Not that I hate you for coming into my dreams, but I just hate the fact that I have to wake up, and realize that that was just a dream.
You were in my dream last night.
Well, why bother being a dream when you're indeed a dream for me?