Summer

Too close.
Everything is still too close.

It took fifteen minutes for me to realize what hypothetical meant.
We always said the future was a hypothetical. Nothing is ever for certain,
but I wanted this hypothetical to be real.
But hypothetical equals false.

Love is every cliche. I didn’t know it could hurt this much.
We tried, but it didn’t get us where I wanted us to go.
Always running out of time. I didn’t realize it until time was up.
Love is a bitch. We always lose in the end.

This prompt is too close. I shouldn’t have tried so soon.
I wish this could all be further away.