Summer of Love
It takes courage to be really courageous in front of my blank paper, accepting that what I feel towards you is real unfiltered feelings. I’m not hurt by them if we consider that listening to a song that repeats “say that you will love me one day” doesn’t simulate a broken heart. However, you’re leaving “again” as you always did since we were 6 years old.
I don’t know if I “will wait to get your love one day” or if I’m supposed to get there where you are to let you love me one day. The universe witnessed my oblivion but you get back when I’m just done with the “us” that never existed.
I was ready to move on until you showed up when I thought I had gotten over you. Apparently, I didn’t. I wonder if my feelings will always come to life once you show up just like yesterday night?
I can’t even avoid you as we will forever be forced to meet even when I least want to. I would eventually get hurt each summer.
