Ocean Waves
Every few years you show up in my life
Whether it be in person or in a distant memory
When I hear someone mention your name
I am transported to the old, abandoned beach
The sand between our toes
The ocean waves hitting the warm beach
Seagulls squawking while flying over head
Your soft hand rests in mine
I remember the sound of my laughter as you tackled me in the sand
It was there that I fell in love with someone who wasn’t meant to be mine
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