Monday, January 14, 2013

Dan

He smells like summer Memories of laughter and fun drift through my mind as he walks by I can remember spending day after day with someone new but he would always be there From swimming and bike riding in the morning To sm'ore roasting at night We were so free and young Carless of the past or the future We were kids It was so beautiful But now he's gone and so is summer

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