May 18, 2008

The dim light was shining on my red shorts,
Squinting eyes stared hastily at the pink and orange image that infested the whole sky
The smell of a dying love walking around in matching outfits haunted my nostrils.
A fly looking for excitement decided to turn my way, and soon became disappointed
Because we were mesmerized, we were all mesmerized by the sunset.
I don’t know why the summer had gone so fast
And the only words I remember were the distant calls of
Small children gliding on sand like I used to.
“You’re getting so grown up!” familiar faces remarked.
And with a hesitant smile, I cautiously laughed.
Because maybe I am growing older, gaining maturity and respect.
That summer,
It was my deepest fear.

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