Incoherent Thoughts Organized Into Neat Paragraphs

Broken Air Conditioning

All the windows are rolled down
All we can hear is the sound of the wind running it's fingers through our hair.
All we can feel is the bass turned all the way up. Shaking the the bars around our caged hearts.

We sing at the top of our lungs to the songs we love.
We sound terrible but we don't care.
We laugh when we forget the lyrics.

I suddenly feel as if this is summertime
Is it possible to miss a moment at the same time its happening?