MID-JULY

i consider july as my nightmare that i don't want to remember. it took me one year to finally let go and i have no intention of putting myself in the same situation - again.

yet, on one fine day... one thing happened the moment i least expected it.

in mid-july, i met a man.

will he be the cause of my love for july or will be another reason to detest it?

whatever the answer may be... one thing i am sure of - i'm doomed.