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Jul 2012
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.
Written by
Alma Claire
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