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Tessa F Oct 2013
That's all life is really.
Random, beautiful, happenings.
Tessa F Oct 2013
Corsages
Pressed shirts
Flirty butterflies
Not me.
Just your sweatshirt
Slow music
Missing you.
Gorgeous smile
We chose your shirt today
All eyes on you.
Girls staring
How could they not
I would be too.
But what they don't know
Is the curve of your neck
The rise and fall of your chest
The flutter of your eyelids
The slight smile on your lips
As you fall asleep.
The beauty that I have memorized
That only I get to see
Tonight
And every night after.
Tessa F Oct 2013
I can always count on the ground to catch me.
God do I wish I could count on a safe landing.
Here we go again.
Tessa F Oct 2013
The city lights are too bright tonight.
How can LA feel so empty
But so full of people
In my new home
Without you.
Baby I'm sorry I have to stay for a while
Life happened
Our timing has never been perfect.
But it has been perfect enough
Because this timing let me find you.
My darling
I feel like I'm losing myself in this big city
Home is in your arms
Wherever you are.
Or wherever you may go
Because I will follow you to the ends of the Earth
To wherever the military sends us
We are now a package deal.
I will ship myself in boxes
In pieces that you need
A hand
An arm
A collarbone
It doesn't matter what fragments of myself are missing
Because without you by my side
The whole world can see the hole.
I will reach you eventually my love
But for now
This lonely skyline holds me captive
In a city that will never be big enough
To drown out the sound of
I love you.
Tessa F Oct 2013
Turn down those lights please
And turn off the music.
My head echoes the empty.
Pain(t) cracks and peels off these grey walls.
I knocked over my bucket of hope yesterday
When I fell over my own uncertainties.
Lately the WELCOME mat has been missing
Me from it.
This bed won't let me sleep
At least I don't get the misleading mirage of dreams.
When did breathing get so hard?
*I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Tessa F Sep 2013
Hello pretty birdy,
What news do you have of my lover today?
Please be sure to sing him the sweetest of songs
And remind him I'm not so far away.
<3
Tessa F Sep 2013
It is on rainy days that I miss you the most.
The drops splashing against my window
Echo
Echo
Echo
Through my empty aching heart.
I can still feel the imprint of your body on the left side of my bed
Where sometimes I roll into
Roll into you
And fit there the way that we so perfectly do.
Your sweatshirt embraces me
Drowns me in you
Where I'll float in your warm arms.
Oh god
I can't breathe
Missing you crashes over me like a tidal wave
Raindrops like gunshots blow holes in my serenity
I need fresh air
I need your sweatshirt off
The rain should be like icicle knives
But they're
Butterflies.
Pitter patter fluttering on my face.
Raindrops wash over my skin
Stripping away my insecurities
I feel clean.
I feel your fingers sliding over me again.
Gentle and healing
I still miss you
On this rainy Saturday.
I glance into a puddle
Oh there you are my sunshine
You're never too far away.
Your heart is always holding mine
But still it is on rainy days that I miss you the most.
It is on rainy days that I kiss you the most.
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