SandcastlesA Poem by A Poet Named GaritI'm literally just doing this to do it, whatever comes to mind.We used to walk for hours just to get to that boardwalk And you never complained once. You were always so excited to see those waves so we'd walk day after day and play in the sand. This lake isn't the same, not even similar It's just a place to get my feet wet and kick over sandcastles, just like we used to, when you were still here. I miss that beach and the crash of the high tide Smoking under the walkway- you, me, and the rest of the guys We were like a family back then, but that was way back when you were still here. "She loved you more than anything," your father said. I tried- SO HARD, not to cry when I deleted "baabyy<3" from my phone © 2013 A Poet Named GaritAuthor's Note
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