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Tidal Waves
I broke my foot, and you kissed me that night, in front of my car. I could barely walk, but I floated away. It all began and ended, as powerful as a hurricane. What we had was taken too soon, and your mother didn’t approve. She never did like me much, but that didn’t stop you. We blossomed, like a flower on a warm sunny day. Until that fateful day when I heard the news. There had been an accident. The driver didn’t see you. Frozen in time, as I was informed of your demise. I couldn’t move, as my heart sank to the depths of the cold dark ocean. Frost bitten, as time stood still. Ship wrecked as my world came crashing down. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I couldn’t believe this was the end. I couldn’t believe you were gone. Emotion like waves crashing and turning. By the time my foot healed, you were gone. The funeral came and everything blurred together. Your art on display, a museum dedicated to you. Your mother, finally recognized me, as I looked over you laying there. I’ll never forget the pain in her eyes, as she thanked me and apologized. This ship has run aground, unable to ever sail again.
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