“In every girls life; there’s a boy she’ll never forget and a summer where it all started”
To the boy of Summer
I went into the Summer with a clear head that whatever happened, happened. But I wasn’t prepared for the toxic summer storm of you to come through and sweep me away. It all started out so innocently, and I wish it could go back to that.
I’d see you out at a party, we’d flirt and gaze at each other like we were seeing something for the first time. I don’t know what you saw when you looked at me, but I saw a flawed boy who I thought was perfect. Despite everyone’s thoughts about you, i was infatuated. You came out of know where like the storm clouds rolling over the mountains, and I should’ve ran for shelter right then.
Your words seemed so genuine, and maybe they were at that point. But throughout the summer months something changed. Maybe it was because of what I did, but now looking back I don’t think it was. I took the blame for putting out our flame, and I will if I need to.
It didn’t take me long to fall for you, just a couple nights together with you by my side. You showed me off at first, and told me everything I wanted to hear. But then all of a sudden it was gone. You turned into what everyone said you were. Maybe it was my mistake to think that you would’ve been different for me. You made me vulnerable, and you made me naive. You brought out the side i don’t ever show anyone.
And you threw it in my face.
I would’ve done anything for you, and you used it to your advantage for months afterwards. I kept thinking it was because you wanted to spend time with me, and when I realized it wasn’t I still came to you. I answered all your calls and texts even though I knew you were just searching for a ride or someone to sleep next to. I knew you only called when you wanted to feel cared about again. I wanted to be with you more than you knew. Not even in the relationship way, I just wanted to spend time with you like the way we used to. But all you wanted was something convenient and when I wasn’t you pushed me aside.
To say the least, I clung to hope of an “us”. And even though your still around, and I see you everywhere I go I know I need to move on. Not only because you don’t feel the same way, but because you took everything I was with you when you walked away. I don’t usually chase anyone, but I chased you. I don’t usually feel for anyone, but I felt for you. Finally, I don’t usually love anyone but I loved you.
I lost myself trying to find you.
I don’t regret our summer together, and i don’t resent you. But sometimes I wonder, should i be thankful our paths intersected or wished we never met if you weren’t gonna stay in the first place?
Either way, you taught me never to lose myself for the love of someone else. I hope one day you’ll let someone get close to you, just know it won’t be me anymore.
Now that summer is gone, so am I.