it could have been the way you kissed me
it could have been the rain
it could have been your voice
answering only to my pain.
it could have been my sandy toes
on that perfect summer night
we were only children then...
at least that's what it seemed like.
it could have been your wisdom
no wait....that was mine
it could have been the way you held me
or that you were so kind
it could have been the tears
that made the sand stick to my feet
it could have been the thousand goodbye's
that ive given you, and you gave me.
whatever it was it could have been
that made my heart turn round
must be the same thing that made me love you
made me feel lost... yet found
it could have been the curl of hair
that never would sit still
that you tucked behind my little ear
when you kissed me in the chill.
it could have been the crease
that i stare at when you smile
or maybe it was the scruff of your cheek
who knows, its been a while.
we may be bubbles floating
we may be for a reason
either way i love you
and your presence can be so pleasing
take this little i love you
and tuck it in your shirt
and even if its crinkled
or faded by the dirt
its still as strong as always
even if its simply there
just a reminder of the linger
that your hand leaves on my hand.
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