Cursed Summer Days

Cursed to spend another summer alone.
Or maybe I'm not cursed and this is how I belong.
And I had another dream of you last night.
Even in my dreams you still aren't mine.
Another broken heart but it helps to know you care.
Maybe only as my friend but still to know you're there.
And I'll never forget the times we spent just holding hands.
A feeling that is not the same between two friends.
My pillow is damp of reminiscing tears.
And I feel so afraid because you're no longer there to bear my fears.
But still I know this friendship will
endure, despite all obstacles its you I strive for.
To hope for a day in the future that I can make you mine,
setting right my only torture, desolate time.

~ Nathaniel Aaron Bryant ~

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