An Analysis

When you said, "At the end of the day, you're the person I want to just crawl into bed with." I heard more than just the words that you said.

The end of the day. When the world has tired you out, when the sun goes down, when the night swallows the earth. When there's nowhere else to go.

You want me.

I.

You. Only you.

Just, crawling. Dragging yourself. When your body is so tired, but your last wish of the day is to drag yourself near to me. You would spend your last burst of energy of the day, just to be closer. To me.

Into bed. Into comfort. Into closeness.

What you didn't say, spoke so loud to me in that sentence.

What moves me the most, is your honesty. Your honest longing for me.

You make me melt.