She's Hung Up ...
(For Tara, I wish he knew ...) How do you feel when she says hi. When you walk away without a bye. You keep her awake at night Speaking to you brings her fright She's hung up ...
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(For Tara, I wish he knew ...) How do you feel when she says hi. When you walk away without a bye. You keep her awake at night Speaking to you brings her fright She's hung up ...
I want to be with you For hours on end We could do nothing I'd be complete and content I want to fall asleep with you In your arms Face to face Sharing our breath I want to make you smile It's my...
Well it's night now and as my vision starts to fade. I thought I might bring up my final thoughts I want to say. I'm laying in bed thinking as I certainly tend to do.
Strange; I barely know you, but yet I feel deeply connected to you. Crave; I never had you, but yet I feel so lonely without you.
14th February a day so raw. No card delivered to my door. No dozen red roses for a surprise. Every couple I see, a part of me dies. If only you knew who I was. No particular reason, just because.
I awake in a fog from all of these dreams, That trouble me more than all that I've seen. Through the greying decay and nebulous greens, My faulted foundations are brought to their knees.
Every morning, I would slip unnoticed Into the coffee shop, with a tinkle of a bell, And seat myself at the table by the window In the warm light that pours through the glass.
It's meaningless without you, You've had this kind of weight, I thought, since I first met you, That oh. This must be fate.
Fear and love are too incompatible, like fire and ice. But when I think of him thats exactly how I feel. Well maybe not love, but something strong, that draws me to him.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if my fantasies came true and we were together. I wonder how we would spend our days. I’d wake up in the morning to see your face on the pillow next to me.
I'd never feel that restlessness, The time when you were near.. I'd be filled with happiness, Now losing you I fear.. Will you run and come to me, If I said I need you here..
I wrote you a poem, Though your eyes will never see, Your ears will never hear it, And your mind is care free. But I just wanted to say it, So that you can't say that I did not.
I'm sleepy I'm ill I'm tired I'm drained But for you... I'll wait I'll stay awake I'll keep count I'll struggle Just to hear...
My eyes are the mirror to my soul, If you look you will see my goal. I hope in vain that you will release me from this torment, Someday you will recognise my intent.
As I watch. The rain float down. And see the droplets. kiss the ground. I wonder if. She sees the same. The beauty in. The pouring rain. As I hear. The thunder roar. And watch the lightening.
Last night you held me in your arms. You promised not to let me go. But now it's mornig and you're already gone. You're the love of my life, I want you more than anything.
As the sun shines bright in my bedroom window, I count the days that I'm going to see you face again.
Written a while ago, so don't judge .... One Day Honey coloured eyes and the way that you smile. Weak at the knees and light in the head.
Sitting all alone, Waiting by the phone, Any word from you. Jumping at any sound, Looking for a message to be found, Feeling a little blue.
I miss the arms you hold me with, The lips that lay that tender kiss, The hands that pull me close, near, The words that erase my fear, I miss you, the cheeky wink and grin, I miss stroking that...
I can't stand, anything. except the sound of your voice, running slowly through my veins. I try, not to think about it but I just can't stop myself. no I can't stop myself.
I thought that things like this get better with time But I still need you, why is that. You're the only image in my mind So I still see you...
Security of blanket is what I seek Somewhere to hide when feeling meek Pull corners closer, expect no sleep, less rest Pretend you're here, my head upon your breast Scent imbedded upon pillow...
I just want to tell you. It takes everything in me not to call you. And I wish I could run to you. And I hope you know that. Everytime I don’t,. I almost do, I almost do.