Do you remember our first day? The fog lifted and all around us were trees linking hands, like children playing.
Our first night, when you stood conflicted as I sat there with my knees tucked under my chin and smiling.
Then rainbows arching over and the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen.
How the wind howls and the sea whispers, I miss you.
Come back to me.
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