The month of April is over.
Emotions of gladness take over.

You see, the reason why I hate April is because that was the month I fell in love.
2 years ago.
Possibly the worst mistake I could've made.
& I have not been in a relationship since.

So from now on a part of me is going to break a little more when the month of April comes around every year.
Hoping that every year I break a little less.
But I'm not going to break as bad as I am in August.

You see, the reason why I hate August is because that was the month that everything fell apart.
2 years ago.
Possibly the absolute worst feeling in the entire world.
& I have not been in a relationship since.

In between April and August lies nothing but memories of the summer.
Memories of those rainy nights.
Memories of those sunny days.

Perhaps I wasn't in love with you, maybe just the thought of you gave me a euphoric feeling.
I don't know.
It's the middle of May & I miss being kissed,
& I crave touch.
But my heart is cold like the month of December,
& my head is tired, & the bags under my eyes are taking over my face.
I guess I'll let the winds of June kiss my face & satisfy my craving for touch because I know I will never get to kiss you again in this lifetime.
So goodbye April, goodbye August & goodbye to love.
Last but not least..
Goodbye to you.