Summer will Never be the Same

Remember when summer was the happiest point of the year. Got to see a face and was it totally in gear. The fact that a smile all the time could be found when the right presence was near, but then we as humans drift farther apart as our time draws clear. Looking up, not able to see the tears. Let them fall, let them fall. Amung the fall remind the mind, the less they pay attention to it the faster things will get rid of them all. Leave fear behind, follow those dreams and find fellings that are hard to combind. Confind yourself into a pillow, so they don’t see the monsters of tears have become.

To current days, people will look into your eyes and see that there is nothing to abuse anymore. Nothing to grip, until they hear my stories untold and see me on the inside. Will they never know the stories I have been through? Does that give a shadow of your own doubts to that nobody that I am broken and confused, but by a gods love why should I give them the chance of what makes me choose to hide? Some words are meant to be unspoken while others are supposed to be clear as day. What would we have if Shakespeare never told the ballads of those who aren’t at bay? Should you keep writing and not end up a fool for expressing what has you with this big delay? Should I go deeper into my heart preaching of what is on my hard to the swallow today?

Apologize to the friend who wants to write a book. Be kind man who wanted to join a band. To the queen who has your heart, it will never matter however far the distance cause the life has made its mark. As many promises are broken, so many more are still made. Growing weaker is a blessing makes your own story stain.

Seek heavenly wisdom is what I will say. The winter gets colder but a big coats will protect from the Frey. Couldn't you say who I am today so far must give our salutations if not for the changing seasons that are never to be the same? If not, give out the last of our congratulation. Be there for the grand graduation and give thanks that those who we speak of will give their life has been blessed with the honor and the privilege of letting us live in past summers to go on to our ways.