June 2013 with myself
I should be studying for History right now considering how my paper is tomorrow. But here is word vomit. June was fine. IMUNC!!!!!!!!! and PEOPLE!!!!!!! but yeah
the last time we went swimming the sea stood up and hugged you as though you were responsible for keeping it blue
there is sun
it feels great when the rays hit you
the water is refreshing
you can smell the salt
feel the sand under your printed toes
after a while you feel the burn
your bikini strap is digging too deep into your back
the water is too hot
the sand is getting into your eyes
your hair is everywhere except in the right place
your ruby/blood red drink is too sweet
you can almost feel the syrup viscous on your skin
you feel the lukewarm alcohol pierce through your cracked lips
where are the moon and stars
where is the evening breeze
where are the late night walks along the beach in a flowy cotton (comfortable) dress
where is the trial of fairy lights that end at the dock
where is the beam coming from the lighthouse
where is the chill that reminds you that you are vulnerable
that vulnerable means alive
where are the waves
the night isn't coming