SUMMER

SUMMER.

if i picked up the phone,
id ask you,
if you were alone,
just like me.
do you remember two summers ago?
i do.

it was a wintry summer,
typical for ireland,
wasnt it?
tell me,
do you remember this?

we live miles apart,
it wouldnt of ever worked.
ive perfected the art,
of putting you out of my mind.
but sometimes,
even i cant stop myself.
like right now.