I was running, running,
Running
Until I met you,
The Summer.
You were my June,
June that would go on and on
Until every person
Would feel like me
…Happy…
You were my July,
July that had the connection with me
July that thought about me somewhere in this world
July that knew I was thinking about you,
At the same time.
You were my August,
August that smiled through my soul
August that wants to help every single soul
August that scatters happiness in sad hearts.
You were my summer,
The summer I went to
When I searched for peace.
Uun B.
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 1:07 AM UTC
I was running, running,
Running
Until I met you,
The Summer.
You were my June,
June that would go on and on
Until every person
Would feel like me
…Happy…
You were my July,
July that had the connection with me
July that thought about me somewhere in this world
July that knew I was thinking about you,
At the same time.
You were my August,
August that smiled through my soul
August that wants to help every single soul
August that scatters happiness in sad hearts.
You were my summer,
The summer I went to
When I searched for peace.
Uun B.
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