Summer Nostalgia.

Are you feeling nostalgic, as the sun swallows your skin? Eager eyes, telling lies. My dreams flutter without me. My long, brown hair draped all around me, tickling the ground, caught in windy waves. Wearing a crooked grin, catching sight of the morning sun, and the infinite cloudy sky. My eyes, wide and wandering, ever-knowing of all the things I’ve never seen. The silver moon shines down on me, the sky turning a darker shade of blue. Translucent, I seemed, Colors painted in the sky. The love within us seemed an unknowing feeling we simply couldn’t hide. Thoughts within you were alone, you questioned my drifting soul. We are alone, once again, existence, it never ends.

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