My long weekend ends
But I had happy moments
To sustain my week.
I hide from the sun
In the cool safety inside.
Hello to summer.
I still dream of you
Even when I don’t want to.
You’re stuck in my mind.
Lazy days are best
When there are three more ahead.
I will do nothing.
I am free to run
Down the path of my choosing.
I picked this life.
(Once again, actually written last night. I just didn’t turn my computer back on once I was home.)
Places feel like home
The longer I get to stay.
This is where I want.
Words are a struggle
As I search for the right ones.
Maybe tomorrow.
Wet day weighs heavy
As air is thick with moisture
Promises summer.
Soft breezes travel
Through the windows of my room
Bringing outside in.
Blue softens edges
As the city fades in twilight.
And I love it here.