Where has summer gone? The days of late night walks with my friends, skinny dipping, parties, and love. Young love. The love that people make fun of, or say is not real. It is real. The nights of laying in his arms looking up at the stars and just laying in the grass and talking. About anything and everything. Kissing. A lot. Or even looking
eachother in the eyes and feeling that amazing feeling of love. As summer fades into fall, is real? Or is it just another Summer romance? Love lasts, right? Or does it blow away like the leaves on the trees..
eachother in the eyes and feeling that amazing feeling of love. As summer fades into fall, is real? Or is it just another Summer romance? Love lasts, right? Or does it blow away like the leaves on the trees..
