I Was Loopy When I Wrote This :P
You slump into bed,
close your eyes and you are gone,
so tired, sleepy...
You drift off into
your dreamless dreams and your warm
half-awake thoughts of
Some random guy you like
that rides unicorns over
rainbows and cloud gods
and suddenly youre
up again and walking back
out the door to life...
A life where that guy
kisses you on the forehead
as you work so hard...
And he understands,
because you know he will leave
and slump into bed...
Whoot for exhaustion...
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