on those sticky summer days
she loved the way the sky reflected the color of her eyes perfectly
she loved the way the wind washed over her body
she loved the way the sun felt upon her bare shoulders
but eventually it turned into fall
and she found a boy
that made her feel like the way she did during the summer
she felt free, happy, and beautiful
but soon, when it turned into winter
everything grew colder, even the people she loved
and then she felt alone, inadequate, and broken
it turned into spring
and she had lost her friends
she had stopped eating
she was convinced she would never be good enough
and when it turned summer once again
she wasn't there to feel the sun or the wind
and now her eyes were lifeless
yet the sky shone brighter than it ever had before
on a sticky summer day