another summer has gone
It’s weird how it always works like this. I swear every summer I find someone new to ruin myself over, and every time the heat dies, the love dies with it, like the season itself decides who gets to stay and who gets left behind
it’s been a year
a whole fucking year of you
friend on the days it was easy
part-time lover on the nights it wasn’t
the only place that ever felt safe when my head got too loud
when the craziness started clawing at the walls
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we talked until the words ran out
watched movies neither of us remember
cuddled like the world wasn’t ending outside
kissed while the rain tried to drown the city
your hands on my skin feeling like the only real thing left
and now it’s gone again
the warmth, the almost, the soft way you said my name in the dark
i still catch myself reaching for the space you used to fill
still hear the rain and wait for the sound of your voice
i miss you so hard it feels like something is rotting under my ribs
a slow, quiet ache that never really leaves
i keep waiting for another summer to bring you back
but I already know how this ends
It always does.
