सुम्मेर निघ्ट्स

Summer Nights

I remember great summers.
Seven Element Salmon and platters of cake.
Every morning was fun because I knew the day would end with you.
The park at dusk... I still love sitting on those swings.
The gazebo where the beginning of our end repeated itself.
Parked cars and cold nights. Pizza lunchables are still delicious.
How did we talk for hours on end about everything?
Long breaks between lunch and dinner shift spent the same way day after day.

Round two, the spark had faded and we were set in a rhythm.
It's funny that these months are less clear in my mind. I wish you had come to watch fireworks with me on that clear July night. You left and we faded away over long winter nights and cool spring days.

Round three, so afraid to take the wrong steps. I tried and I sometimes I wish that it could have all just worked. Cold nights and itchy blankets. The stars are so bright away from city lights. I still have the ticket from that movie somewhere, I think it was Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Then I left and fragile agreements quickly fell apart all over again.After all this time you are on your way and I am on mine but I'm still confused.

How did I end up here?
How much have I changed?
You plan too and you seem to have it all worked out.
I'm still searching, and enjoying the adventure.
But sometimes I wonder...