You said you love the ocean. The smell of the salty waves entranced you. That must be why you love making me cry. My salty tears reminded you of something you loved. Unfortunately, I was no longer one of those things.
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Oceans
You said you love the ocean. The smell of the salty waves entranced you. That must be why you love making me cry. My salty tears reminded you of something you loved. Unfortunately, I was no longer one of those things.