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Writing a memoir at only fifteen years old has taught me a lot. Giving me the time to reflect on the lessons I learned the hard way and the mistakes I've made thus far. I learned, if there is at least two sides to every story, there is at least two...

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26. Morning Light

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by PolarizedBoy

by PolarizedBoy

I wake to the aroma of bitter coffee beans

I wake to the melodies of silence

I wake to the aftertaste of his lips

I wake to the feel of his arm's embrace

I wake to the sight of morning light

I wake to the smell of his skin

I wake to the songs of early birds

I wake to the taste of chocolate I indulged on

I wake to the feel of his chest's rise and fall

I wake to the sight of blurred memories

I wake to the dull notes of his cologne

I wake to the silence before the clock chimes

I wake to the taste of his lips

I wake to the feel of pure bliss

I wake to the sight of a boy who stole my heart

In my wake, the perfect morning