Waiting for you
Time stands still
Waiting for a call
Or an email
Pacing the room
Did it go well
Feeling the gloom
As I dread farewell
I know where you go
I'll go there too
Secretly planning
A chance meeting
Is there an update
On Facebook
On our casual date
How did I look
Did you tweet
About our meet
Did you reveal
How you really feel
Maybe I should
Make the first move
But hope for a text
Feeling such a mess
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A redhead writer trying to get my novel published. I enjoy writing YA Paranormal Romances and so far had a short story and article published. I maintain my blog and website at www.alisonaldridge.co.nr
You throw me away. But I always gravitate back to you. It's as if you're a magnet and I'm a twisted, jagged piece of metal. But I'm not as strong as metal..... ....I'm not even magnetic.
Intoxication, you're running through my veins, Inflicting so much pleasure that it's causing pain. You make me feel like crying, But instead I'm here still smiling.
My friends say that I'm lucky to have someone who cares as much as I do But all my friends are wrong, that's not one bit true No one can care more or love you more than me Obviously my friends can't...
Her beauty unsurpassed, Laying on a yellow circle. She looks into my eyes, And my senses are made fools. There must be something hidden, Is this just not meant to be.
There's only me, to mend your broken heart, when it tears at the seams. There's only me, when your head is aching, and you need someone for you to ease.
Sweet whispers run wildly through the corridors off Marsham Street, Whispers of a woman who's beauty renders hearts completely weak.
And I find myself seeing everything pertaining to her. The sunset on seagreen waves reflects off the sand like her creamy white skin and ice warm eyes.
There is a boy. His name reminiscent of a river. His pride strong and flowing like the waters that flood its banks. His wit as willful as it's boastful current.
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