What if it doesn’t work out again?
Well then I’ll feel like a god damned fool.
I wonder if the people I walk past
think I look as lost as I feel.
I remember what summer felt like in your hands,
it’s something I’d like to feel again.
This either makes me strong or weak,
I’m not sure I care which.
I’m not grown up yet
not even close.
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