Lost at Sea

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Wind swirls blowing around my hair

I stand atop a bench, he sees

I watch the world change

The ocean breeze whips across my face

Water rocks under my feet

I'm lost to a voyage utterly imagined

If I were in a story i'd be irresistible

I'd be perfect, he'd come running

My illusion falters as he approaches

Suddenly I need him there with me

Deep in my mind

I invite him, first time ever

I leave reality to be alone

He comes willingly

In my mind I see it all

His hair rustling in the breeze

The salty mist lightly touching his lips

I run to him and he catches me

He loves me instantly

Amidst the waves, lost to the world, we love

I have to come back

Reality assaults me in a whole new way.

Here, he's friendly, thats all.

Last time Ill see him.

My last moment to grab a memory.

I get a phone number, a devastating hope, and a handshake.

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