last days of summer
I liked this summer, because it didn’t just pass me by. I lived it by the day; saw and experienced each one and wished it never ended. Everyday was eventful, memorable and laughable, even tragic at some point. I was at different places and wore happy faces most of the time. Met people, loved people, missed people and always had the people that mattered to me here, even now.
I will miss this summer because I won’t get to see the sun as I would always want to. The smile, the smirk, the rain that comes with it on crazy periods, how it stands tall and proud over me, shining on me giving me that golden gleaming color, it makes me smile back at it. Once it starts raining, the heat may stay and the sun will show up, but it will only take a peek only at times it will be allowed to.
I will miss this summer. I enjoyed the heat, sometimes it made me crazy. How unpredictable it was – greeting me, ignoring me, smiling at me or sometimes keeping away from me – a puzzling act, yet is still there. Always is. Dark clouds never succeed in hiding it. I know it’s just behind it and I am always proven right, because despite the distance it just remains there and the brief absence makes me miss it a lot.
I will miss you summer. How you made me wish I was young as you; I wish I could kiss you and brave being burnt by you. But the cold wind gusts at a distance and storms are raging to come one after the other. By then you would be gone.
Promise me, you will still shine on me. And after every tear your heat will dry it up as you embrace me.
I may wait for a year to see you again, but I know you are just there and that in time we will be together.
