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Francesca Oct 2013
You pulled up in front of my house
And my god, I didn't want to get out of your car
I wanted to slowly reach for the handle
And be pulled back by my arm
Into your embrace
Before we drove off into the distance

Together

But as I reached for the handle
I felt nothing on my arm pulling me back
So I kissed you on the cheek
And stepped out of your car
Walking to the door of my house
Before I turned around and saw you
Driving off into the distance

Without me
Francesca Sep 2013
I miss you so much that I can feel it driving me crazy.
I miss you so much that all I can think about is you.
It's hopeless.

It's gotten to the point where I will listen to you prattle on
About football over the phone, and not care or tell you I'm bored
Because I just want to hear your voice and feel your presence.

It's gotten to the point where I want to book a coach ticket
Then run into your embrace when I arrive at Glasgow station
Like in those cheesy romantic comedies we both hate.

When I feel the way I do about you
Everything I see is automatically filtered through
Until it reminds me of you.

I miss you so much and it pains me whenever I'm not with you.
I'm not usually one to express feelings of romance unless they're bitter or ******,
But ****, you bring out a side of me I didn't know existed.
If I were in Scotland, I would be so much happier. I miss Al.
Francesca Sep 2013
Do not mistake my kindness for flirting.
It is not an invitation to ***** me.
I came here for the art.
Not to socialize with geriatric perverts.
Francesca Sep 2013
I want to be sober
When I wake up
On the right side
Of the right bed.

The right side
Of your bed
Is a heaven on earth
That I desperately crave

If I'm intoxicated
Like I so often am
Then I can't appreciate
What I really have.

If not, I can appreciate
The man I love
And the time we spend
Doing what lovers do.
Francesca Aug 2013
You always had your
Captivating eyes
Cheeky smile
Haughty stance
To persuade me
And you knew
That I couldn't resist
Your wicked ways.
Francesca Aug 2013
I know what you told the other girls,
I know what you told me,
I just wonder what you told the new girl,
In order to get her into your bed.
Francesca Aug 2013
I never liked my name

Until I heard you

Whisper it

Into my ear eagerly

And

Scream it

In the heat of the night

And

Sigh it

Into my mouth wearily.
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