tide

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This poem is about someone who I used to like, but we don't see each other anymore.


tide                            13/10/24


you told me

you loved me

we loved each other


i used to tell everyone

you were

the best person in the universe

i don't now


i used to like the beach

its golden sand

its salty scent

its flowing tides


i remember

you asked me

why i don't like the beach anymore

i said nothing


i wish i said

the truth


i wish i said

the tide used to always come back to the shore

you used to always visit me

you stopped visiting me

the tide doesn't come back anymore

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