Summer

Summer is just the best:

Time for ice-cream

(mint chocolate chip,

(Itallian, of course)

Time to let yourslf

Find people:

Love,

Friends,

Family.

But I can never find you.

I don't know where you've gone;

And so I searched,

For years and years,

Months and months.

Until finally came a

Time,

Where I was at the World's end.

I felt lost and cold,

Despite the humidity of Summer,

- But that's when I could finally let you go.

So I let myself go too.