Each rain drop seems to burn my skin as it lands
It wouldn't be the same if it didn't.
You see, I listen to indie music just to cheer me up,
because each note played resembles a minor
Though, the rhythm of my soul was a minor part of yours

Unsuitable; like the jeans that covers my chilled skin in the summer
your presence collided with mine like fireflies.
Bright enough to blind me from beauty,
you stole the integrity right from the words that slide through my teeth;
left me in the midsummer euphoria
but was striped enough to not see whats beneath

Not too sure if it's your words that left marks;
must have been that bite of your psyches shark.
Hot sand that seems to burn my feet but still I stand in the residual heat
because there I know my pain is real;
not some story my heart tries to feel

Now that the night approaches, I hold my breath
just so I can deal with the complications I see starting to peel
off your jacket and into the sand;
*so others can see the troubles we left abandoned