I Will Stay Asleep Until Summer Comes.

This winter is not made up of morning coffee and drowsy phone calls.

It is not made up of misty afternoons,

where we would take long walks to our favorite spot,

and enjoy the view up the cliff.

It is not made up of our screams singing our favorite songs,

and the air smells of your sweat and cologne mixed-

was my favorite kind of toxin.

But this winter has come without you.

Maybe I will stay asleep until the summer comes

because this season is full of the darkest mist.

I will wait for the leaves to fall so the new ones can grow in summer.

I will dwell in the darkest mist

so the sun will come out in summer.

The winter has come, but there's no such thing as winter to me-

this year.

So somebody, wake me up when September starts.

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