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Summertime

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The sunshine shines through evergreen trees,
A sunset sparkling on emerald leaves
In the memories of my past.

I've thought about this for a while,
It's undeniable, I don't doubt it.
But I won't go the extra mile.

Instead I'll just tell it as it is,
Like a breeze through an old window,
A memory that will now be his.

Let it be your burden now,
It's not like it's a mystery
Anyhow.

Every morning was a fresh one,
Every afternoon a good one,
Every evening an exciting one.

Back when I was the sweetest girl
This half of the world
And I was so naïve about the others.

I cared about you all so much,
You were my best friends,
My one and only.

And video game sprees every night
Phone calls every weekend to get together,
And everything was all right.

The weirdest things set me adrift,
The scent of a grocery store,
The feel of a car turning down a lane.

And a glimpse of an abandoned tennis court,
Like God trying to tell me how good I had it.
But I've gotten the message once too many.

To see it all get wiped away in a few months.
Or is that just enough time?
It's so frustrating to know for you, it holds no meaning.

Take me back to the 90s,
Or the mid 2000s,
Before I messed up and cashed out.

I need to feel the wind in my hair breezing on a bike,
The pressure of a friend's hand on my shoulder,
The sound of my best bud's laughter.

And I just need you to be here when I make this decision,
The biggest choice of my life, and you're not there.
Out of preference for the others, I guess.

I need to move on, but I can't forget those days,
I watch in wonder as these weeks fly by,
Each lonely, but just as fun as those in the past.

And maybe, someday,
We'll all be together again, though you won't be there,
Because I'll fly to a place before you destroyed my wonderful world,

To a time with the scent of cocoa chips in the air,
And Austin giving me the tickets he won from the arcade,
You don't send me flying like them.

If those certain few that send me are out there,
I love you, but after this last trip, I'm taking off
And I'm leaving my memories with you.
a lkgajkl;s gvsfjc;SDKAL gflkj I hate this box!!!!!! I NEVER know what to put... But ONLY with literature, because what the hell is the point of describing a piece of writing?????? I don't get it!!!!
Forgive me, I'm pmsing....
Anyways, I don't even know what I was thinking here, but I wrote this for myself. I'll understand if you guys don't get it. I'm gonna kind of keep this piece to myself, like a ray of sunlight on a dark afternoon. :) This is EXACTLY what summertime means to me, and I cherish it greatly.
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