Long day at work Im exhausted Throws things on the couch (even though im headed towards my room anyway). Strips clothes off, cause i want to feel some kind of weight lifted off of me (release). Falls to the bed, completely beat My eyes close My mind wonders My inhaling and exhaling is finding a constant I think of the glance i got from you today I wish it would've been a conversation I play with the possible subjects we would've talked about Then once it seems real enough... change of scene You admit you feel a certain way for me, that can't...