13.05.2012 50 °C
Hot was the first feeling when I met you. Sunny was part when you’re always around with me. I don’t know but this summer brought a different meaning.
We were fine when we first met. We’re friends. You’re ok and I am fine. No expectations. Just friends. Then why with the sudden changed? You were bothered. I was clueless.
O summer. Just like the season. It’s good just for months. It will leave. Like you.