I'm so tired I can still taste your mouth. I can still hear you breathing. I can still smell your hair. When i close my eyes I see you walk across the room remove your clothing, and get ready for work. I'm so tired all I can think about is you. Your bed, the sheets you now have on it. The way you smile everytime I try to make a move. The way you touch my skin, the way you make me wait. I'm so tired I feel like I am you, just in my skin, but you. You don't expect me to be more than I am. You just want me tired, complex, happy, talking, laughing, sucking at playing pool. I used to think I was actually good at the game. I used to think I could kick anyone's ass at it. With you, you are far more better than I could even dream of being. You make me tired. YOu make me weak, you make me breathe deeper. I'm so tired that all I want is for you to walk through my door, like this was our home. You hang up your jacket find me hold me and kiss me, I can taste the sweat on your lips. Your hard working body, molds itself very well against my body. You kiss me let it linger, find the boys give them hugs, spin them around the room, put them down, and jump in the shower. We eat dinner together, we laugh we talk, we listen to the boys tell us about Dora and Jimmy Neutron, and what Bob the builder was doing today. We clean up together, more me than you, you just got home I want you to relax. You fill the bath for the kids, we put them to bed. I'm so tired, that I want to curl up on the couch with you, watch whatever you want to watch. You pull me in closer to your body, it has been away from mine all day. It misses the way I feel agaist it. It misses the way I smell, the way I laugh, the way I hold it's hand. I'm so tired that this may just be a dream to me, one that I don't want to wake up from. One that makes me smile even on the greyest of days. I'm so tired that I can't wait to hear from you, I can't wait until you are home and can call me, and tell me how your day was. Talk to me about missing me, talk to me about how you can't wait until you see me again. Tell me how you love the fact that I made you chicken soup, since my body shares with your body it's colds. I'm so tired that I know none of this will happen for some time, but the thought of it makes me smile.
