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Phia Aug 2016
Why do I try so hard
To keep you in my life
When clearly you have no desire
To be in it?
  Aug 2016 Phia
Christopher Black
**** in one hand
Hope in the other
See which one
Fills up quicker
  Aug 2016 Phia
axr
I don't know you
I never will
But a Facebook post told me you got drunk and hit your bike at the freeway
You suffered head injuries and died on the spot.
My Facebook timeline is filled with posts from your friends and family.
They miss you ,they love you and wonder how did you leave so soon.
You were twenty, attending uni and in love with a beautiful girl.
You loved driving your bike on the smooth roads when the rain poured.
You loved drinking till your mind was numb and speech slurred.
I never knew you
But i remember you playing football on our school grounds and talking to the pretty girls.
I remember you posting pictures of you and your girlfriend in the school uniform and everyone commenting on your 'love'
I remember talking to you once about our common last name. I remember you accidentally bumping me in the school hallways.
I remember you standing infront of the principal's office because you played a harmless prank on a teacher.
I remember you standing on stage with trophies and medals you won for our school.
I remember the funny posts you used to share on facebook.
You don't know me. You never will.
I was just another girl in your Facebook friend list. I was just another junior who didn't talk much.

Maybe if I strain my ears,I can hear your mother screaming over the death of her only son. Maybe I can hear your girlfriend crying over her love.
But I hear nothing because in silence,we yearn.
A schoolmate from a school i attended years ago died in a freak motorbike crash. Please don't drink and drive
Phia Aug 2016
So far you are
An entire novel
In a single paragraph.
Don't end your story
Before it's truly begun
Project semicolon. This is to those who made the choice to keep living, to not end their story too soon no matter how badly they wanted to. Stay strong, you're golden ♡♡♡♡
  Aug 2016 Phia
Isabella Watson
Your favorite game is chess,
But I thought the game was mean,
Cause you labeled all your pieces,
But I was never queen.
You really do like chess, but I now play against you instead with you.
Phia Aug 2016
Not even a long walk in the rain
Could  wash away the disgusting feeling
Your touch left behind.
Phia Aug 2016
So tell me,
Where are we going this time?
Are we both going to fall?
Be madly in love?
Or are you going to be
Just another person
Passing by
With no intention to stay?
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