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Dear Summer


Dear Summer

Dear Summer, I think You hate me.
You shook my hand.
Made me feel at home. 
Provided me with smiles, hugs, and laughter.

But then You provided me with frowns, tears, and loneliness.

Why are your visits so short?
Why can't you stay for another month or two, maybe three?
You bring people together,
give the world nice and sunny weather
(Unless Global Warming is your trusty sidekick),
reunite best friends and lovers,
entertain us with thrilling adventures,
pull us away from stress and college papers,
and give us time to get comfortable. 

Then,
You leave us suddenly.

Dear Summer,
 Instead of giving me a 2 weeks notice,
You gave me a 2 day notice.
Thanks for giving me time to prepare.

Sincerely,
A woman who misses her boyfriend...

P.S. Summer, I appreciate everything you did for me. Sorry for the complaining.
Honestly, I'll miss you and I cannot wait to see you again. 
Friends?

-Belle Rose
       

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