Summer -
Mosquito bites,
Capturing lightning bugs,
Gazing up at the night-time stars,
Wishing that I had you right beside me
To wrap your arms around me tight,
Share ice-cold lemonade.
But realize it's....
Summer.
A southern summer.
My southern summer.
Summer
To let you go
And stop wasting my time,
Becoming happy once again.
And peacefully gaze at the night-time stars.
Setting free the trapped fireflies.
Bitten by summer bugs,
I realize it's....
Summer.
A southern summer.
My southern summer.



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