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Summer Air

Summer air brings back Memories of late nights and Love stories. It sticks to my skin and reminds me of Your voice and the feeling of your hand On my hip. It pulls up things from my mind I thought Were long buried Or hidden. I feel your hair between my fingers and Your chest beneath my head. I feel our hearts beat together and Your laugh in the wind. The feeling when my heart danced on air Like flowers in the breeze, When you smiled And when you smiled at me. The summer air brings back Memories of late nights and Broken hearts. When you confessed you Didn't love me anymore. You fell out of love so easily. I wondered what I ever meant to you, And many tears were spent wondering Why I was so easy to leave. Summer air brings back Memories of late nights and Tear-stained cheeks, worthlessness, and useless dreams. And the hope that maybe somewhere There's still someone who loves me.
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alma-claire
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Jul 1, 2012
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