And I picked up the remnants of our dreams.
We chased the rainbows,
Counted the stars,
Rode the waves of the deep blue ocean,
Felt the mud squishing between our toes,
After the gentle summer rain.
That summer, I believed in you,
That summer I believed in love.
But the days grew shorter,
The rays of the sun grew ever fainter,
And the sounds of our laughters started to fade.
The rhythm of your heart
No longer beats with mine.
Summer days are gone,
You say.
And it is time to collect our childish dreams,
And toss them to the wind.
I foolishly believed in forever,
But all you had ever wanted,
Was a summer dream.
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