I miss the summer
I miss the freedom
of sitting in a haze of smoke
with my closest friends
sometimes we went where our feet took us
sometimes we took to the open road
but wherever we were
it was perfect
together we became
something more than ourselves
sure we ate too much shitty gas station food
but we walked for miles and talked for hours
about everything that mattered and some things that didn’t
listened to music and sang ourselves into the songs
laughed and cried and kissed and slept
and though it was never said
we loved each other more than we loved living
summer is gone but
someday there will be a place for us
don’t tell us to change
as long as there is love we will
be
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