The heat is torcher as I indulge myself in the last moments of summer. I remember all the walks on the beach the sand between my feet, swimming pool scents, and sticky watermelon fingers. Little things only treasured when everyone is carefree. I don't want it to ever end but I know when the time will come. When the time finally comes I'll try my best to relive every detail and cherish what will soon be lost.
August 27, 2009