the scent of summer,wafting in (consisting of freshly mowed grass and warmth) tempts me to think of you: ridiculous how we met where we've been
but my hopes are High (mostly)that the coming season will provide better opportunities:for people who won't ruin my life (try to ruin my;life) again
it's entirely.your fault; you put my heart away (for no good reason) you're one of every who hates getting hurt (yet never those who get hurt, hurt others) and the man,you,(who performed the hurt) doesn't deserve to have another woman's taste: on the tip of his tongue
Written in 2010 on someone I have long since been over. Still, I rediscovered and found I really liked it. Except the 'those who get hurt/hurt others', I have found in my older age, is completely false.