The summer is coming to an end
But I wish it didn't have to
I've loved spending time with you
This reminds me
There's something I'd like to say
And I hope that's ok.
Please tell me if you think it's too soon
But I can't help how I'm feeling
And I know these words hold a lot of meaning
But it's something I want you to know
So here I go
You don't need to say it to
But I need you to know that I love you.
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Seasons (Poetry Story)
Poetryas the year goes by seasons change and things that blossom go away [POETRY ANTHOLOGY]