Goodbye, June


I’ll remember this moment, when the day’s done and loneliness creeps in, when fear evades and uncertainty takes hostage. I’ll remember me sitting on a green bench, under lush leaves of a common horse chestnut tree, in a summer afternoon as bright as hope and as fine as youth. I’ll remember lavenders’ overwhelming scent and roses’ dotty brown petals withering under the sun. I’ll remember what I’ve been holding on to and what have been let go.

I’ll remember everything.

Goodbye, June.

You have been kind.



Share your thoughts