I've spent so many summer nights thinking of the past,
Regretting nights, yelling in the rain,
Dreary thoughts of the night with the tears,
Saying goodbye to the ones who hurt me,
Summer nights, memories flooding,
Craving the feeling of being wanted,
Summer nights alone,
Thank god for the fall.
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Authors note: This was written about two summers ago and I've had it in my google drive forever.
