Friday, 10 October 2025

Tired

Can I tell you how tired I am? 

I'm so tired, that I could sleep on your chest and not be woken by your movements. 

I'm so tired, that you could be playing with my hair and I would not stir. 

I'm so tired, that you could kiss my forehead and then my nose and peck my lips and I would not feel that you touched me. 

I'm so tired, that if you whispered my name into my ear, my eyes wouldn't open. 

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