Drug overdose,
Old age and comatose,
******,
Suicide,
Disease or
Traffic accident.

Death comes to every single one of us eventually, it is all too common. There's no tragedy in death -

it is how we die that puts a label on our existence as tragic or well lived.

You're in every moment
Of every day

I see you in the corridors, flipping hair out of your eyes like you're a member of the next biggest boy band

I see you on the bus, modest and polite, occasionally saying "hey" or giving me a look that breaks the lock on my imprisoned imagination, allowing the beast to run free and bring a flush to my cheeks
as if you can hear my thoughts

I see you when I don't see you,
in the crevices of the broken wall next to the canteen
in the corner of the room noticing me when I make a witty joke
in poems of infatuation
my overdue spanish homework
and the floorboards in my dance studio.

When I think of your smile it's like cuddling up by the fireplace on a sub zero winter day
It's like being mid jump after taking a bungee plunge
It's like being mid laughter with friends on the first week of summer

And when I'm actually with you - my god when I'm with you
All of Aphrodite's power couldn't change how I feel.

I spent my entire life trying to escape life itself.
Reading for hours on end, sitting up late until the sun rose pretending there was no one else in the world and that it was mine for the taking.

In my mind I created my own skies, mountains, colours, political parties, poetry, boyfriends, friends, and controlled the story.
In my head I wrote myself a new life, one that I lived in more than humanity’s reality.
My created reality was more real to me than what was reality to everyone else.

And that’s the thing about it. Reality is what we choose it to be. I chose one where I could be alone. And as long as I believe in my reality, no one can ever claim I do not live a full life.