if the summer waters of the sea were to take it all,
suck in some sorrow that i have overflowing in abundance,
wash them away against those turbulent rocks,
share it with none, lest they have to go through my pain again.
if the summer sun were to shine bright and loud,
cover me whole in your vibrant grace,
there’s hardly an ounce of positivity left in me.
if the summer rains were to pour in today,
i’d like my tears to merge with yours,
until you capriciously desert me to wallow in my pain again.