I sat on the stony shore as the soft ebbing tide drifted further away. The suns rays reflecting, of the seas surface, like gold dust, dropping from the sky. I close my eyes and, let the winter sun warm me. I can feel your kisses on my shoulder, they're soft and warm... My eyes open, I rest my head upon my knees. Fate is cruel. I look out at the blue/grey sky, and wonder why. Life is never easy and perfection is rare. But why does it taunt me. I close my eyes, go back to my memories, they're all I have now. All I will ever have. I never knew that I would actually miss you. Karen Hayward ©2012 - Edited 2020 Image and words

I have done this so manytimes. I have a special place on the beach where i can get so lost in my memories. Its almost painful 🙂
Very nice
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I like your special place, Ade :-). Sometime’s a special place can become such a painful place to go to, that you have find a new place, a happy place, a fresh start. Don’t you think?
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
MEMORIES PASSIONATE.
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