Summer.

I'd rip down the Coliseum
I'd tear up the Mona Lisa
I would spit in the face of fate
if you would stay this summer.

I can't make it, I can't last.
Can't predict the future or fix the past.
Would never cry again if you would
stay this very summer.

And i can barley crack a smile on my own anymore
When i sleep i toss and turn and end up on the floor.
I've lost touch with base and faces.
I've been hurt and punched in places.
I've got a heart that's barley beating
Fuck, I'll miss you all next season.

Fuck this summer for i can't make it.
Screw pretending, i'm done, won't fake it.
Please forgive me i'm not strong
When certain things like these go wrong.

Marry me when you come home for school
I'll be patient and good for you.
Fuck, I love you.
Fuck, it's real.
Damn it all and damn my spiels.
And marry me when summer's over.
Marry me when fall comes back.
I'll still love you this i'm sure of.
Though by then we'll have been off track.

Endings I've been sore at doing.
Finishing things, not my best.
But i'll just say it to have it done with.
I love you, put it to rest.