you were my summer


This summer was my saviour. This summer was slow walks, relatable music and simple starry nights, but also overwhelming excitement, burning passion, wild midnights and worthwhile risks. This summer I was reminded of who I am, and drowned in realisation essential to my souls survival. Realisation that only fools are fully satisfied with the comfort of familiarity, and that this small world is not so small at all. This summer was the comprehension of what happiness is suppose to feel like. I discovered the importance of an open mind and a racing heart. The importance of having an innocently welcoming spirit and never being afraid to be most extreme version of yourself. This summer made me wonder, how many strangers do you walk past everyday, that have the power to remind you of who you are? 


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