Summertime by C.G. Nelson

They were days

spent on soft grass

and warm sunshine.

They were days 

not worrying about my actions--

my words--

my consequences.

I messed up--

I laughed too hard

and cried too hard

and loved too hard--

but none of it mattered.

Because come summer time

it was just the smiles

and the grass

and the sun

and the company of people

vowing to each other that they 

would never forget each other--

surely they would be friends for life.

But you didn’t mean those words--

of course, neither did I.

We just smiled and laughed

and leaned back into each other’s arms.

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C.G. Nelson has been an avid reader of poetry since she was thirteen years old. Her first loves were Emily Dickinson and Edgar Allan Poe. C.G. Nelson is a new poet. She went to the University of Washington, where she graduated with a degree in English and Philosophy. You can find her on Twitter @CGNelsonwrites.