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Dear Summer,

I’m starting to write again and I’m writing about you. This is the first from the sea of letters that will fill this corner and I intend that you’ll be the first one I’d write to. It would be odd to start this with hello and a good bye, but it is just appropriate since you came unexpectedly early and I was meant to leave before the sun burn me.

It was kind of sad to know that even before I began writing these feelings out, it shall come to end sooner, rather than later but I opt not to deal about it right now; because this love letter is about you.

To call you love is premature but I will call you love anyway, at least until this letter reaches good bye, I know calling you love a silly try.

To me you are summer. My unrequited, secret, summer love. Cliché as it seems, but I started feeling and writing again because of you. And if it’s not the sun kissing my pale cheeks, I think they call it blushing that happens a lot when you’re around. Though I’d take both statements as true, because you are like the sun who lights up dark alleys just by walking through.

It must be the weather that is making me feel all of these butterflies. Perhaps, because this is the first time after the long hiatus that I get to admire someone in a close distance. The proximity in the first three weeks that I get to see you and be near you on a daily basis, in a time of the day when I am most honest with my feelings, and I must admit that I could stare at you all day without you noticing that I intend to do it more than necessary. I guess it’s the way you say my name, with all the add ons you attribute to it and yet you say it like it’s no special– but to me, it is still different. I missed it now by the way. Those three weeks were the best, I’d have to say.

I guess it’s the playful sound of your laugh, your lame punchlines that I still find funny and the side stories you spill. Maybe it’s also with your smile, your picturesque smile that I don’t see much in your instagram.

I’ve never been so attracted to someone who stands perfectly fine needless of effort, and who knows what he is saying without bragging. Your confidence, your beautiful mind, the kind of love you have— they are all hard to find.

My poems lately are all about you, but now that season is over, having these feelings are clearly delusional. I have to start unlearning my habit of looking at you like you’re some kind of magic. I know from the start to hope that we could turn into something else was made for my wildest dreams.

I have to admit that I liked you since day one, even after knowing that your heart belongs to someone. I daydream of spending sunsets by the beach with you, I dream of knowing more about you and the story behind your tattoo. Even when season is over, you will always be the prettiest thing that has ever happened to me this summer.

One of these days I must leave, but I will watch you shine, doing what you do best, like the sun in a summer day, as I sail far, far away.

This is my hello, love. Now you’ll understand why it is also my good bye.

Love always,

J.

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