Summertime Sadness

Saying goodbye to you that summer

Will always sting like the salt in a wound

Worse than my sunburn

My ears still buzzing from the loud music

We spent the weekend drunk and stoned and

I did everything to run away from having to tell you

That i couldn’t be just your friend

And you couldn’r be just mine

And that conversation sobered me

And I lost a piece of myself as

I drove us back to the hotel from the oceanside

We both were numb 

And our eyes were swollen

I’d played this moment in my head more than I could count

And I had never picture the pain aching quite like this

Hurting you hurt more

Than my sunburn that weekend

My hungover headache

ocean water in a fresh wound