The Truth About Life and Summer.

The truth of it all is that she didn't even know what was going on.
Just within the span of 48 hours her life had evolved.
Relationships gone.
Trust broken.
And hope hobbling on its last limb.
But she woke up every morning.
But she drank almost every night.
And she continued to ponder what was, and what is, and all that she wanted.
She felt like her life was in a sink hole and that it could always get worse,
You love and you live and you learn and you let go and say the hell with it all.
We mend the relationships that have the greatest impact and forget about the poisonous ones.
Never take shit when you don't deserve it, never apologize for being who you are.
Just live and let be.
Because if it's meant to be it'll be.
This is the mantra she lives by.
This is why she doesn't lie awake every night.
This is why she makes it through life,
Knowing that everything that is won't always be.
Which is a good thing since she's not happy.
She misses him who "loved" her every night.
She misses the guy who she could hang, talk, and drink with into the morning light.
She longs for the security "the devil" once gave her.
And she'll always dream of the one who will have her for life...
Until then she'll continue to sink and float, what else would she do with her summer.