As I sit here, in the depths of winter, I reminisce about the hot, muggy days of summer.
The memories will be in my cluttered mind for eternity.
Memories of a first kiss, of meeting my best friend. Memories of majestic days and bug infested nights. Memories of carelessness, recklessness, and pure joy.
All of my senses have stored summer, from the smell of a chlorine filled bikini, to the tingling rays of the sun racing across my skin. Summer lasts forever
remember vividly the sight of the sun, blurring my vision temporarily, and causing dizziness.
Summer is the definition of joy, the only cause for boisterous teens. Summer is bliss, and summer lasts forever.