I told you guys I’d share my writing too, so here’s a little..

I told you guys I’d share my writing too, so here’s a little poem I wrote a few years ago. Let me know what you think x My favourite time of the year: summer Elbows grazing knees sweating lips chapping glances stealing weed smoking summer Summer takes your feelings, encapsulating them in a jar of gold Your heart's winter burdens, it sticks in a mould Younng love Summer love Warm love eventually, it's gonna end love Summer is closing your front door for the last time, shouting out good bye It is sitting at the airport on the warmest day of the year holding your lover's hand and saying, I can't do this but you call anyway and gulp back warm, salty tears as you tell your mother that I am not coming back, that I cannot live like this, that I need to be free And you hang up on her and everything you know, leaving it all behind Summer is hot and so are its memories Lonely feeling Never sleeping FOMO fearing Medicating intoxicating "This is the life!" living summer Summer reminds me of sweat and sadness Summer holds so many promises that it fails to deliver on, like a deadbeat dad Summer is a time for brief happiness followed by a long cold lonely winter Summer breaks your heart. It leaves you with gold tinted memories that will haunt you for the rest of your life. Summer will leave you with longing, summer is thirst, a thirst for life, a thirst for love. Tan lines showing External validation receiving Ice cream eating Cold brew drinkingg Sunlight shielding summer A sweet stench hangs in the air. Her skin smells like suntan lotion and wet grass, her t-shirt sticks to her back. She's chewing on a piece of a gum watching the clouds roll by thinking about that time she asked him to come meeet her on her roof. He told her he felt like he was in a movie. She wanted to play him a song that night that would tell him exactly how she felt but she never had the courage to do it Summer is regret Stories shared Have no cares "You going to the Pav?" fares Shedding off layers Run your hands through your lover's hair, summer My tears mix in with the salty ocean water I cannot tell the difference between nature and myself, I can taste it on my lips and feel it on my face Once more I submerge and open my eyes to a world simpler than my own Down here, the light of the sun isn't so harsh, everything is soft Muffled echoes of laughter break through the surface and I come back up I wonder would anyone notice if I disappeared Summer sun is moody and false, it paints over the cracks to hold the shambles of life together til the cold arrives And then we break apart again