dear July,
i thought we’d never have to say goodbye,
we’ve had 31 days together,
31 days, 744 hours, 44,640 minutes to get with it,
yet this month continues fading into the aether,
along with it goes every moment we thought was cement,
concrete in time,
but over time the memories will twist and contort within our shared mind,
’till we can barely decipher and recognize,
the differences between each Fourth of July,

dear summer,
don’t let your last month be a bummer,
let the feeling linger,
just a little longer,

dear July,
i thought we’d never have to say goodbye.

Source: songs of the month – july 2019 | burgundy bug