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Oct 2015
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
Christine Lou Noel
Written by
Christine Lou Noel  New York
(New York)   
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