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Feb 2015
We walk together,
just two kids with toes in the sand,
towards the deep blue water
where small waves push against the shore.

It seems so far away,
like we'll never make it.
So we just take the time slowly.
We laugh and we play,
not thinking about what's ahead

Together we make the most of every minute we face.
But shortly, minutes fade into months,
with no hope of getting them back.

It seems like years since we began walking this beach.
We've grown use to our toes in the sand,
but as the waves dance across the shore
the sand morphs into a sticky mud,
that we've yet to face

Our feet sink in,
keeping us from walking any farther.
Instead, telling us to stay
and make what we can of what's left

Centuries pass before we turn to each other
and salty tears stick to our faces
as we know what is to come.

You say your final words,
choking on them like venom,
before you turn your back on me
and gracefully dive into the waves.
Just to leave me alone on the sand.

The pain of you gone strikes a chord
causing my heart to crumble like a stone

I'll remember you for sure.
No matter where you go,
I always will

I can only ask you to do the same.
All I ask
is that you remember our footprints in the sand
Sean Dez
Written by
Sean Dez  nh
(nh)   
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   madelyn grace
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