Summertime.
That short, sweet, unforgettable breath of the good life that comes every year but continues to retain its magic.
Late nights. Laughter. Chatter. Food. Beaches. Shopping. Running. Sunburn.
Only surrounding myself with the ones who I love.
Dear summertime, please don't leave too soon.
Don't fly by so fast, dear summertime.
Life's short, but summer's shorter.
Savor it.
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