Dear summer,
We ended this past school year really missing each other. I hadn't seen you in so long, and it was time to take about 3 months to rekindle our relationship. It's safe to say I was counting down the days for last semester to end. With finals, moving and my bank account reaching a record low, you seemed so appealing.
We've had our ups and downs, but, for the most part, in the past you've always been good to me. Lately, I just can't say the same. You seem to feel so distant. It's like this job, internship and summer classes are more important than our relationship. I feel like we've made little to no time to sit back and really enjoy each other's company.
It's frustrating for me that your sun shines all day long, when you know that I'm at work. I come home, workout, and then try to spend some time with you, but you disappear into the darkness.
It’s not fair that we used to be so close, and have somehow grown apart. As I got older, I got busier and busier, and you just didn’t seem to care. You went on with your life, continuing to shine your rays and making children happy. It’s like you don’t miss me at all. But let me tell you, I’m missing you.
I’m missing the way you used to be. Not what you are now. I’m missing the fun summer that my friends and I liked to go to concerts with, layout with, take random walks to grab ice cream with, and even stay up late with. You’re just not the same, summer.
It seems like I can’t stop counting the days to go back to school, which I never thought I’d do. It seems like you’ve been more stressful than you’ve ever been before, and for once, I need some space from you.
Don’t take it personally, I’m just getting older, and things are different now. I’m not saying we’re over forever. I’m just saying we need some space. I need to go back to school. Things will be better that way. No more stress of work and interning. I’ll have 15 hours of classes, instead of 40 hour work weeks and 8 hours of classes.
Summer, I hate that we have to end things like this, and I wish we could have made some better memories this year. Although I didn’t have much of you this time, all in all, it was a learning experience. Goodbye, summer.
P.S.
It’s not you, it’s me.
Love,
A summerless college student
