Walking on Sunshine ☀☀☀

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This sounds like my dad….

Wrote this a few months back.

Love.
Uncontrollable,unattainable, and uncertain
It appears to be innocent
Like summer
In the beginning it’s blissful
Easy
You welcome the warmth
And begin to rely on it.
every day is a new, nameless adventure that leaves you breathless.
Speechless.

You chose to ignore the fact that
reality is hastily approaching
The dread of fall is a brick in the pit of your stomach
The uncertainty of the innocence of summer lasting beyond those warm sweet months comes to mind in the moments just before sleep

Too soon the leaves begin to change
The air gets cooler
And soon
All You are left with the repracutions of your recklessness
And the Memories.
The memories that haunt you when you toss and turn in bed
The memories that cloud the flaws
Of a summer that maybe wasn’t so flawless after all
Eventually reality becomes routine
And all that remains Are the plaguing questions.
Were the last months real?
And will next summer even compare…