this isn't how summer was supposed to go
it was supposed to be filled with late night walks
movie dates
trips to the lake
kissing in the back set of the car
but look where i am now
putting my shitty feeling into shitty art
hoping that it'll make me feel better
you had promised a summer full of fun
our love wasn't supposed to end
and maybe i had manifested it with telling you i was scared we weren't going to last
or maybe it was really just our time to end things
but there i was
crying in yours arms
the second day of summer
begging you to stay
and here i am now the last day of summer still caught up on you
~ my shitty summer
