Trapped

You leave me in nine days. I took for granted the time we had together. Now that there is not much left, I want it all back. Three months seemed like a long time when you got here, it flew by. 

Girls dream for a guy like you to come along. I was lucky enough to have you.

Don't forget me. 

August couldn't come quick enough. 

I already miss you, us, the way you make the butterflies in my stomach come alive, and the smile you spread across my face.

I don't know how I am going to survive this summer, alone. 

You leaving helps our relationship grow, but at this point all I can see is the sadness that comes with saying goodbye.

You'll be back, you've promised. You keep your promises. I know you do. 

I'm trapped. 

Sitting here, thinking. Thinking of you. Thinking of me. Thinking of us. 

I don't imagine I'll get much sleep tonight. 

Goodbye, my almost lover.