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Tessa F Sep 2013
"Good morning handsome."
(God I love waking up to your face.)
"How did you sleep last night?"
(Your breath over Skype was my lullaby.)
"What are you up to today?"
(I wish I could be there.)
"I'm so happy you get to catch up with them!"
(I want to be the one making you smile.)
"I'm so sorry your day took a bad turn."
(I wish I could run my fingers through your hair and make you feel alright again.)
"Oh I just went to class all day."
(I miss you.)
"Yeah my test went alright."
(I miss you so bad.)
"Nothing's on my mind I'm just tired."
(I want your hands all over my body.)
"I'm not sure what I'm doing tonight."
(Sometimes I pull your sweatshirt over my head and breathe you in.)
"I might study."
(I just want to lay in your arms.)
"Or maybe I will watch a movie with the girls."
(Why are you so far away?)
"Have a good shower handsome."
(Take me with you.)
"Sounds good, talk to me later."
(Why does later always take such a long time to get here?)
"Yeah. I miss you too."
*(More than you will ever know.)
Tessa F Aug 2013
Distance
For the love of God please be kinder to me.
I imagine the sun kisses your shoulders
The way I could never stop.
I'm aching.
I whisper my name into forget-me-nots
Hoping you remember it better than them.
I think I'm still breathing.
I will hug my pillow tonight
I wrapped it in an old shirt of yours.
Boy, what I would give to be back in that place.
My legs wrapped around your waist
Like a starfish
Brushing your freckles with my nose
Connecting constellations between your shoulder blades
That I will find for us in my sky tonight.
Sweet dreams my darling,
I'll be seeing you soon
Always on the right side of your bed.
Tessa F Aug 2013
Come closer my dear
Cling to my ribcage like safety handles
And weep with me my dear
Let's make a river that can take us so far away
That we get lost in each other my dear
We can use the maps of your veins to stay on course
So break your compass my dear
The only North I need is standing in front of me
I think I am in too deep my dear
Please let me stay as the starfish that holds your anchor
I love you my dear
Keep your eyes on the moon.
Tessa F Aug 2013
Every molecule is touching another molecule
And that one another
And another and another
Exponentially connected
So that every molecule is touching every molecule.
*Darling I am always holding your hand.
Tessa F Aug 2013
You are a part of my heart
That cliche fact is a given
But you are also a part of my knees.
You catch me as I fall to the floor
You hold me steady as I search up in the sky
You withstand the scrapes and the bruises
And I hug you up against my chest when I'm sad.
I never used to like my knees
All scarred and knobbly and in the way
But as your eyes drag over me
Inch by inch
And I try to see myself the way you do
Inch by inch
Every part of me that has been so gently touched by your fingers
Becomes a piece of artwork.
And because of you, my dear,
My old and worn out knees
Are a picture frame window into my heart
You dusted out so kindly
That I can't help but cry.
Tessa F Aug 2013
Sad
Everything is sad.
Like how a flickering streetlamp is sad.
Like how hands that brush but don't hold is sad.
Like how a page ripping in your favourite book is sad.
Like how the flowers wilting after two days is sad.
Like how finishing the cereal but not filling your bowl is sad.
Like how waving to a stranger who doesn't see it is sad.
Like how the blanket doesn't quite cover all of your toes is sad.
Like how this cup of tea is too cold is sad.
Like how the clock hand can't quite get past 20 seconds is sad.
Like how my glow-in-the-dark stars always fade too soon is sad.
Like how the most important words always go unsaid is sad.
Like how the lengthening silence between us is sad.
Like how this broken, shaking whisper that isn't heard is sad.
Like how the closing of the car door is sad.
Like how this kiss blown from my lips can only travel so far is sad.
Like how my heart slams itself into my empty rib cage is sad.
My whole world is just sad
Weeping through these raindrops that won't seem to ever stop sliding down my window pane.
Tessa F Aug 2013
An unimaginative girl in high heeled shoes
That pinched her toes like a metaphor
Of painful societal beauty
Once asked me a silly question:
"Why do you wear such horribly huge pants?"
Well my dear,
If I buy sweatpants big enough to swim in,
And I let them slip under my barefooted heels
To become a part of me,
I am the mermaid of my dreams.
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