July

July is not mine
Nor is yours
Nor was meant to be

So I say goodbye
And let go of you, July

I, my worth known, not imply to love you less
But I say goodbye

No sorrows, no pains, pure willingness of joy
Was given, nothing in return but a burden

Burden of something to not say sorry for
As I owe you none

So I say goodbye
And let go of you, July
I can't wait for the salt air
An old friend

-

And then there was July
waiting on me, or was I waiting
As soon July arrived, I
Fall down, not hardly
But fell, and now it's coming to end

So, I not to beg —
Never will I become 

. Love you less, 
less doesn't exist in my world 
envisioned of you

Though-it's coming back to end

We don't run in traverse, July

Escapism have tried, and lives
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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