Summer Interlude
Peter Gill
We imagined summer
As a reason for what we had
Retroactive bummer
Upside down and still feeling sad
Old enough to know better
Young enough to know better
Tell myself I'm better
Drag my ass to class in a trance
Write myself a letter
Rip it up and wait for an answer
Old enough to know by now
Young enough to know by now
Imagined I held your hand