i lost myself in pools of honey and let summer slip through my fingers once again. the blue skies were endless and the sun was shining and i missed it.

summer is slow, until it isn't.
and the time trapped me,
until it was up.

beginning and an end tied up in one and a neverending life that just feels like its dragging.

next summer, i think,
i shall be kinder to myself.

and i will enjoy the time,
even as it fades.
especially as it fades.