Dear August,

I can't believe you are here.
3 more weeks until classes start.
I can't wait to see friends again.
I am nervous to start my senior year.
I feel so lucky to have met a boy and spend this month with him.
I want more warm days, less clouds.
I hope to see the ocean.
I want to be sun kissed and not burnt.
I hope you last more than a blink of an eye.
I turn 25 and a half. wtf. where did the last 6 months go?