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We we were once close;

closer than most but,

pictures are all that's left

of you and I together.

A portrait of you and I

kissing passionately in the cold moonlight.

but as the moon faded so did you.

And I’m left with just the pictures;

your crooked smile, ruby hair ablaze;

everything I need.

A photo of you and I

my arms wrapped around you

looking deep into your eyes.

Ours was the strongest love.

But the pictures fade

as my alarm rings

disappearing:

dreams of a past

that were never present

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We say our goodbyes without ever embracing

an awkward moment where we should be kissing.

a moment frozen where I want to hold you close

instead

we walk apart with only a secret glare left lingering:

a stare that tells us we both know the awkwardness of this kindness.

We need more, but can’t have more.

We want it all, but are left with none.

Only a sea of choppiness waiting for the perfect wave

to crash into us; pushing us together

naked in the sands of all time

never to be apart; never to say goodbye.