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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