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Jun 2013
They say a change is as good as a rest
And I didn't realise how true that was
Until I was sat in that quiet pub
In Glasgow on a Saturday night
With him buying me drinks and cuddling up
Telling everyone I was of age
And that we were together.
Customers came and went
But we just sat there for a while
Enjoying each others company.
Telling me how much I'd grown up
Since the last time he saw me
When I was the little girl
Who would get embarrassed
Whenever he talked to me
Because he was a big kid.
Telling him that he hadn't changed
And that he was still the handsome young man
I remember having a crush on.
Telling him that I've got an early start tomorrow
And that I need to catch up on some sleep.
Hinting more like.
He took the hint like I hoped he would
And we returned to that simple flat of his.
And after the wonderful night we shared
I woke up in the morning feeling better than ever
As if all my problems had melted away in the heat of the night.
I had never felt so refreshed and genuinely happy
And there he was staring at me and smiling
My heart broke as I realised I had to say goodbye
And it all came crashing down again.
I had to leave Scotland and him behind again.
I got back from Scotland this morning and caught up with an old friend
Francesca
Written by
Francesca  London
(London)   
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