the waves crashed poetically on the shore
the storm was coming and we both knew it
we had to make a choice
a life of love and us
or that secret longing of what could have been
our hands touch gently as we walk
i walk ahead as you talk to your friend
i never thanked that friend- but i do it now
she convinced you to take that first kiss
that first step
that made my heart stop
nothing was ever the same after that.
to be continued
my Papa.
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