Summer

Falling in love, summertime, and those feelings we love to hate loving, but can't.

We Stand
On the sand
So close
We barely touch
And that sound
In my ears
Isn't just
The ocean's rush
I really
Dearly hope
That my sunburn
Hides my blush
I want to blurt out
Everything
But I tell myself
To Hush
This thing I feel
Is far more real
Then just
A summer crush