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Reminiscing
Morning sounds,
The wind howls
In a smooth tone
I am not alone
I face each day
By the bay
In a house on stilts
Breathing in the ocean air
Wondering if you’re still there
The kind sea
Much like a lost memory
I hold on
For I was very fond
A cup of coffee in hand
I had plans
Obligations,
All moving in a swift clockwork rotation
I stare at a raging sea
I wonder if you miss me
The wind howls
In a smooth tone
I am not alone
I face each day
By the bay
In a house on stilts
Breathing in the ocean air
Wondering if you’re still there
The kind sea
Much like a lost memory
I hold on
For I was very fond
A cup of coffee in hand
I had plans
Obligations,
All moving in a swift clockwork rotation
I stare at a raging sea
I wonder if you miss me
Published 9th Oct 2024
Author's Note
Just writing about a character who’s reminiscing, could be about a long lost lover or a lost loved one; you choose. I hope you enjoy
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Anonymous
10th Oct 2024 5:02pm
Really good. The longing type.
12th Oct 2024 00:59am
