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Nov 2010
The sweet smell of sea salt
wafting from the beach.

It reminds me of all the memories
that are still within reach.

Like the nights we shared
alone on the pier.

All the scary movies we watched
that filled me with fear.

Or the nights of sweet dreams
that I had by your side.

When curled up beside you
where I felt I could hide.

We watched the stars sometimes
as they swirled through the skies.

We watched children in the sand
with joy in their eyes.

We saw it all
on those warm summer's days.

That memory in my head
still replays.

I left my heart
somewhere in the sea.

But I know one day
it will come drifting back to me.
True Story
Written by
Isabella James
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