Bygones (for monica)
Sometimes an era has to end
Well, always actually
It always does
End
Sux tho
New beginnings
Summer fun
Gut busting laughter
Falling down
Scratches on new sunglasses
Friends dressing friends
At the bywater
After river floats for hours and hours
Boxes of wine and six packs
Disappearing like water
Whatever
It’s fun
Pay for it later.
Work hard, play hard
Let bygones be bygones
And now it really is gone
Summer.
You. Us.
Things are dying
The environment is changing
And inside i’m crying
Please don’t leave.