Hands down, summer by far is my favorite season. I don’t know about you but for me, everything is heightened in the summer. Summer has a way of opening up possibilities and bringing new people into your life, knowing anything can happen. I wouldn’t go as far as to call it summer love, or lust at first sight, but it was one hell of a time spent with you.

Summer was in full swing, almost over to say the least. The days got hotter and the nights got longer with all of our friends together. There were weeks when we went out way too much and had one too many drinks, where 2 am was closing time but for us the night was still young.

With an anticipated end coming up faster than I had hoped, those last few weeks are how I’m going to remember you. Everything was carefree with so much to live for with the warmth of the sun on our skin and those summer nights that were forever wild.

Thank you for an unexpected summer. You reminded me how vibrant and pure bliss it is. Looking back I wouldn’t change a thing. I wouldn’t take back a tequila shot, a single dance, or a night where I went to bed when the sun was coming up. Thanks for letting me be myself with you.

As summer comes to a close we will go our separate ways, but there’s nothing more I would want than for you to stay. Life doesn’t slow down for anyone or anything. People come and go, so don’t miss a chance. Don't miss the chance to say what you want to say, and do the things that make you scared.

There are so many times in life that I have held back because I was scared. I was scared of rejection, getting the short end of the straw, and being left with the feeling of not being good enough, and regret.

They say every summer has a story, so here is mine to you. I guess you could say that these are the words I never said the night you stood in my doorway. As you walked away, silence filled the air, leaving the streetlight buzzing as I contemplated saying the words that were on the tip of my tongue. I was caught up in something I thought would never happen.

Now I think to myself, "Is it too late?" They say it’s better late than never, but there's only so much to hold on to until it becomes a memory. Don’t miss these moments because who knows when you’ll see them again. There are too many times we restrict ourselves before realizing it’s too late.

I wasn't looking for anything or anyone but there you were right in front of me. Maybe one day we will cross paths again and things will be different. Time will tell as life goes on if you will become more than another summer memory to me.