4:27 am: Summer Love

To My Ladies and The Memory of Summer's Past:


According to records, he was the accomplice and I was the mastermind.
I sit and reminisce, reading these old notes to pass the time.
Cause summers have come and gone,
and each one brings a lover that I have known,
which is weird
because flings are not something I condone.

Rarely did I ever confine myself to one,
cause everybody's single in the summer sun.
Whether late night dips
or salsa and Chips,
I only dabbled a bit
and for what it's worth,
I'd do it all again.
When computer screens
were the thing.
Instant messages on my phone
when I was all alone.
Well, those were the days,
thought I was grown but I was caught in a daze,
amazed,
by words,
things I had never heard
and feelings I had never felt,
I didn't need the hot weather
to make my heart melt.
Plus he sheltered me with his umbrella
in the summer rain,
if I had mine
I would've probably done the same.

Late night chats before bed,
just to say
he had a thought of me
in his head,
couldn't call
so he texted instead.
If Prince Charming existed
he would have been him,
but he was playing games,
he had his chance and he missed it.
Cause summer
brings upon a loss of memory,
he had a girlfriend
yet he was tryna wife me?
"If your girl only knew,
that I was your other boo....
what would she do?"
Don't forget
we BOTH played each other like a toy,
no regrets,
thanks for the memories,
it was a real joy.

Staying up til sunrise,
wiping the sleep from our eyes,
riding in your car
and dirty dancing at the bar,
movies and ice cream,
pillow talking,
tell me all of your dreams,
just to name a few things
of what summer can bring.

But those summer loves
that have known me (past tense),
have shown me,
that few ever make it past the season,
because to advance to the next level
you need a reason.
But there are a few exceptions
and I'm...on...my way...to believing..