You, to me
A summer that fades away hazily
No matter how I reach out, I can’t grasp it
A hot and humid summer
As if it will pass, yet never does
A long, leisurely summer
That will leave warmth in my life
A passionate summer
As if I’d been burned
Stinging and searing,
Lingering bitterly for a long time
That will be engraved on my skin
Beautifully pouring down
A summer that leaves deep scars
Even if looking up makes me have no choice but to close my eyes
That won’t let me bow my head
A summer that leaves me with such stinging, aching scars
You,
my summer