The woes of a Modern Day Sappho

Chapter 12: Summer love

I've been places, travelled counties, met people and helped them. I've done a lot of things in my life. And I think it's good to be free once in a while, I plan on traveling the world like the other students before continuing my studies; you can take a year off before university and most people use this time to travel the world. I'm looking for people to join me, as much as it's an adventure alone, it's good to travel with company.

I want to meet people, fall in love, kiss and make bad choices in the moment. Sometimes it's good to make bad choices, it's good to catch the moment. You make friends but soon have to part and go separate ways, people split groups or join them or both. I guess it's part of the experience even if it's temporary. Making bonds knowing they won't last but it's fun right? You might not see them again but the company was nice while it lasted.

I want to chase the sun, as cheesy as that sounds. Im young and foolish, I make bad choices but sometimes you need to make bad choices. Sometimes you need to make friends that won't last, sometimes you need to fall in love and part ways the next day. Regrets, yes but also memories. And a hundred good stories makes me interesting at parties.

Summer time, drive down to the cliffs and explore places, rent a caravan or an inn for the night - meet someone and have a few laughs and a few memories. Travel as far as I can. I want to visit a few clubs even though you can probably guess I'm not the type but.. for once I want to get lost in the music as it blurs with the background and maybe meet someone - to get drunk off the taste of their lips and in the moment we don't have to worry about the future or the past.. just the now. To dance in the silhouette of the moon and maybe a kiss or two which ends with each one of us whispering "one more" - a promise neither of us plan to keep. And enjoy each other's company till the sun rises and life continues on, the day is always busy and it moves on while night is slow and memories can be made and love can grow. Summer love as they say.

I know I'll regret after because we'd have to spit ways with only the taste on my lips and conversations playing on repeat in my mind, the small chance we'd meet again weighing on my soul. Not the kind of life you'd assume for someone who reads most of the day and night but a life for a risk taker.