(a letter to Summer)
I thought I was ready for you.
my body was dulled and my mouth was dry.
you made it wet again.
and i felt like it was all going to be okay it was all going to fine when you
held my face and
breathed air into my lungs
my chest would rise and my stomach would tighten when I felt your salt licks
I would leave the sand trapped on me for days for weeks
I wanted people to know that you were with me I was with you
and then there was the time the sun was setting on that beach in Maine when I walked toward the water away from everyone else
I could tell you were trying to swallow me whole
I was scared but I wanted it
but you never did
you became quiet
and things started to expire
your waves became colder
the hangover is setting in my head
dryness is taking over my mouth
I could see you leaving now
you’ll be back next year but i will be *******