Only One Thing Is Coming Back, and It's Not You
Summer will be back again, but you won't.
By Olivia AlicePublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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I miss the way the sunlight kisses my skin,
and I miss the way you ran your hands
through my hair.
I miss the sweet taste of honey
and strawberries on my lips, and I miss the
feeling of your lips against mine.
I miss the smell of the afternoon rain and fresh
flowers, and I miss the lingering scent of you
in my bed.
I miss the feelings of summer on my body,
but most of all I miss you.
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About the Creator
Olivia Alice
I get told my softness is a weakness, but I see my softness as my strength. Being soft in a world that wants so badly for me to rough is the bravest thing I’ve ever done.
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