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I keep them in me
The memories we’ve made
They are mine to keep

And sometimes
in nostalgic but nevertheless happy moments
I let them out
so I have them spread out inside of me
beautiful snapshots

Cider by the lake and the beginning of a conversation that has been ongoing since then
Dancing Salsa on the trail
My feet in your lap
Kisses in the rain
The smell of your shirt, on me
Your name on my display, constantly
Mischief in your eyes when you slap my behind
Sunbathing and fooling around carelessly
My fingers tracing your ink
An audio singing me good morning one day
Laughter shared on our walk
Bench hopping and kissing
Your arms holding me at night, once
A thousand smiles I owe to you

Should it make me sad that this is gone?
It makes me curious what is next.
It makes me wonder if it is gone, or has just changed.
After all, it is still in me.

Author: carasmelody

daydreamer, hopelessly hopeful, I love the power of words, I love poems, words are soulfood

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