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My phone

My phone

she vibrates , it feels warm and soft like the hugs he gives me when he needs me the most, I wonder who it is?

My phone

she vibrates again, it feels relaxing like the gaze he gives to tell you it’s okay.. I wonder if it’s him?

My phone

she vibrates again and again, it feels cold like-

My phone

she rings , the sound is-

My phone

she screams and she yells

she tells me to stop

stop waiting, it isn’t good for you

waiting is for heartbreak

waiting only leads down a vague abyss in the ocean

you may know how to swim, but the weight of him will drown you

DOn’t wait , just go

Stop waiting by your phone

-Christine

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Written by
lou
American
Published
Oct 17, 2015
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18·127
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#love#sad#pain#hurt#you
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