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I sat in silence As you poured out wave upon wave Of emotion into the space between us Until I was pulled under, colliding with the impact. Still words escaped me like butterflies Children try to capture in jars But I listened and looked at you With innocent eyes like when first we met. We have experienced so much and yet I feel I only live through you. The waves subside and we both are soaked The salt clinging to my back – it stings. You ask if I'm alright, I answer yes Trying to smile (feeble attempt). We hug and I step outside All is silence but inside I cry out Hoping for an answer Silence.

I flinched. This repulsive, spiteful figure stood before me. Broken, defeated and utterly pathetic. Torn between stepping away and staying, I raised my eyes to meet his. Once I knew this face well, but aged by dejection and whatever God had spat at him he had changed, changed completely. The once bright eyes were hollow and darkened tunnels with no end, his sunken face showed no sign of his former grin. Pieces of a broken man now scarred and beaten, wasting to nothing in front of me. A dead man walking. I could scarcely hold back the bitter tears which lined my eyes and blurred my vision. In this moment I hated him. I hated what he ha

Chance Observation A tidal wave of thoughts swirl and slosh around in my head, each thought crashes with menace and speed in my skull. I close my eyes and shake my head, trying to drain them away. But still they drown my senses. It was just stupid teenage issues really. When you’re seventeen, you can hardly escape them. I’d broken up with my boyfriend and was fretting and worrying too much: I was worried about how he would be feeling, and I was worried about our next meeting, and how we would both react. In all honesty, I had never felt intense or passionate about him. He had always been a friend but then suddenly, he was a frien