Ask me if it’s enough.
I’ll tell you it never was.
Summer’s gone
and we’re still going strong,
at least it seems that way
to us.
Deep down, we both know
we’ve missed the stars at night,
and all those sins
we take in
will never be satisfied.
Another July burned,
and August turned to ash.
September comes
easy,
like it always does
and we fall back.
Into those old routines.
Still sleeping on our dreams.
Easy as it becomes
to tell ourselves
that Summer’s gone,
we still look
in our rearview mirrors
and try to catch the Sun
as it slips down
past the horizons
we always seem
to keep around.
Next year,
we say we’ll get it done.
Next year,
we say we’ll live it up.
Next year,
we pray we’re here
to feel the sun.
But today will have to be enough,
because summer’s gone.
DJR – 2023
