Music on Summer Days

Sitting on the park bench
Just waiting, waiting
For something, someone.

With earphones on,
Time passes by slowly-
                Much too slowly
As you can hear your thoughts.
     _{(this sweet, melancholy music.)}

Your playlist knows this _{(trust me.)}
Music plays -just over and over-
In your head
         Your soul.

Songs about
Friendship and fun.

And now you know
These summer days
Are still early, very early.

Love and kisses and gifts
Late nights spent
Talking to that someone.

These days, wonderful
Beautiful summer days-
We hope to never end.

Oh, but all days must
End.

And your playlist, ^{(set at random)}
It knows this.

And it plays,
How strangely, strangely it plays

That last song of heartbreak.

But that's just a song.

Too bad love doesn't have
Earphones that you can /just/
                      _{-oh, how simple would it be?-}

Take off.