summer? i love summer.
summer for me, is not the scorching heat,
it's the light that makes things shine.
it's the time when my inner gloominess is overshadowed by summer's joy,
and the time when the stoic leaves start to giggle because of summer's charm.
not even the dark nights of summer will leave you feeling lonely,
because its loo envelops you in its warmth.
but writing this when just yesterday I was about to faint from the heat of summer, feels symbolic.
like the light of summer hypnotizes you into believing everything's going to be alright,
but hold that thought too long, and you risk losing sight.
and maybe that's why summer ends, to make way for winter.
which leads me to the conclusion that I love summer, because winter exists.
that is nature's way, it's beauty is in its harmony.
and that is why I love winters, as much as I love summers.