i wish somehow i could explain this summer. but there are too many names and even more faces. dreams i can remember and conversations i can't. questions i don't understand and answers i do.

love is like air. not romance, just love. like air when you realize that it's been months since you consciously took a breath. and so you breath, and air is sweet. and it's all around you, but you still don't understand it. and you still have to take another breath because in a moment you need it again. it's there but you can't explain it. you need it but one breath is never enough. and sometimes the sweet smells of memories are there. but more often they're not. and you still need air. love is like air.

all of my emotions this summer, they hurt a lot like love and i'm trying not to hold by breath.
summer ends tomorrow.

just a few more last times and goodbyes.

california,

what's inside you?

something for me?

where will you fit in my head?

will the air taste like love when i hear the ocean and smell the wind?