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Mar 2020
the sea breeze flushes your face red.
i wait for you to reach out for my hand.
but you dont.
you stare out to the sea, blue as your eyes.

the wind whips my face and
a tear falls down.
you notice and wipe it away and hold my face for a second.
i think youre going to kiss me.
but you dont.

i stare at you as you walk through the sand to the ocean.
you walk with purpose
and i love that.

you pick up a shell and tell me it reminds you of me.
i ask why.
you say its perfect.
i blush, blaming it on the seabreeze

the breeze starts to hurt.
you put your arm around me
and as our eyes meet
you finally kiss me.

in that moment,
you are my home.
Written by
Amanda Goodman  18/F
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