Promise to Never Forget

Author Notes: This is a journal entry about summer time that I decided to write.

We're running across the sand, sand kicking up, plastering to the back of our calves. The ball passing from player to player, bouncing and skipping from here to there. We're laughing and jumping and tackling each other, so carefree and young. We think of nothing but this moment in time as the sun sets across the lake and the trees cast deep shadows over the orange lighting. We're daring this day to end, not wanting it to because when things are like this, life seems perfect and everything seems to be connected to perfection with no worries of breaking apart. We keep playing until the ball blends into the darkness surrounding us and we all sigh in defeat once again. We gather around the bonfire and recollect our days together and laugh and just enjoy these remarkable memories slowly, not wanting to forget because one day we will all stop coming to this place that made our childhood so memorable and meaningful. Meeting everyone here will change us into what we'll be later, in the far future and we will come back to these memories and thank them for all they've given us. These friends will seperate and some will forget what they had together here and the importance of this place and the affect it has on the soul. This place, this time, these people will hopefully never wander from my mind, and I beg it not to, because I want them with me forever so I can go back and relish in their caressing beauty.