17/06/2026
I wasn't prepared for the way you appeared,
a midsummer moment I never had feared,
like warmth through the window on some quiet day,
you simply walked in and forgot to walk away.
I had promised my heart it could rest for a while,
that I wouldn't surrender to softness or smile,
I had locked every door, every feeling inside —
then you sat beside me and loosened my pride.
Your laughter was easy, your presence was light,
like stars that appear at the edge of the night,
I forgot all my walls, all my reasons to guard,
and for once letting go didn't feel very hard.
We talked like old souls who had always been known,
like flowers that bloom where they've quietly grown,
the summer stretched wide and it held us so near,
the most unexpected of moments — yet clear.
But time has its nature, it borrows and steals,
it takes without asking the softest of feels,
too soon you were gone like the tide leaves the shore,
and I stood there wishing I'd given you more.
Now I trace back that summer in dreams every night,
your face in the golden and amber of light,
I whisper your name to the warm evening breeze,
and hope that it carries the words with such ease —
That I saw you, I felt you, I almost stayed true,
I was just not yet ready to fall into you.
But if grace brings you back on some midsummer eve,
if fate weaves our story in ways we believe,
I'll stand at that crossroad with heart open wide,
no armor, no silence, no place left to hide.
I'll tell you the things that I swallowed before,
that you felt like a home I had always searched for,
that I've spent all these seasons just learning to say —
I will remember you that summer
and remember you today.
So bloom where you are,
across time and tide,
I'm saving the words
I no longer will hide —
and praying that destiny,
faithful and true,
will walk me back gently,
right back to you.
🌅The Summer I Wasn't Ready🏝
-=AngeL1925 | 2026=-
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P.S.
Eversince I was a child I write poems based on my moods, my brain dysregulation, the amount of dopamine and oxytocin, causing rumination on "lumirent object". So no, not for someone.
