I have been VERY behind on these so it's time to catch up. This one is from Wednesday. The prompt is "the first summer you fell in love". I'm going to take this as, explain the summer, not the love. So let's do this.
The First Summer
It was hot as summer's usually are. The air felt thick that year and it as filled with possibility. I was going into college and the whole world felt open. Scary, but open. I reveled in that as I laid out by the pool. I laughed in the windy heat by the beach and I listened to music loudly while driving to the mall. The trees were bright, the water cold, and the openness of the world felt impossible.
It was a good summer for love. I was nearly 18. Nearly ready. Just nearly there. I was running into the world and I was hopeful. I fell in love as the sun was shining. I fell in love as the wind whistled my name. I fell in love with possibility as surely as I fell in love with any person and I let that take me away.
The First Summer
It was hot as summer's usually are. The air felt thick that year and it as filled with possibility. I was going into college and the whole world felt open. Scary, but open. I reveled in that as I laid out by the pool. I laughed in the windy heat by the beach and I listened to music loudly while driving to the mall. The trees were bright, the water cold, and the openness of the world felt impossible.
It was a good summer for love. I was nearly 18. Nearly ready. Just nearly there. I was running into the world and I was hopeful. I fell in love as the sun was shining. I fell in love as the wind whistled my name. I fell in love with possibility as surely as I fell in love with any person and I let that take me away.
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