Sweet summer fade away
Forgive my large hands for
Holding onto everything
I was not supposed to
The fruit was just so sweet

Not too sweet, I hope
Would have left in that case
Who knows with me and
The heat, I’ll tear it all open
Until there’s nothing left.

Except small, empty rooms
With used command strips
Littered across open spaces,
Some of the paint ripped
To reveal even smaller rooms

Memories are underneath
Truths that feel like lies
We all feel it, unfortunately
Wanting to be forgotten
Until there's nothing left.