It is the only thing that satisfies me. I am the only one that satisfies it. One hopeful summer with hopeful thoughts and aspiring plans. One that inspires throughout the year. One intriguing hope planted by memories. From our room, we can feel them, and we just sleep and anxiously wait until the season comes.
It’s events are secret. It sends positives vibes up to the sky. They stay up and they stay down and insert ambitions into the mind. This is how they hypnotize.
Let one forget his reason for living, they’d all droop like in a hot summer day, each with their energy hanging on one another. Stay, stay, stay they say as they’re in the state of mind. Summer forever.
When I am too sad and too tired to keep going, I remember the happy times of summer. When there is nothing left to look at the end of the season. Dreams that grew with excitement. One that keeps me motivated and epitomizes “what happens in summer, stays in summer.”