TM Summer memories

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I always remember the way she looked in summer, bare feet and summer dresses and the green and blue and tawny of the hot, dusty days. She had the air of summer about her, too. I guess part of it was the hair. She called it strawberry blonde, but berries ain't that color. The sunlight used to tangle in it, like she was wearing a crazy halo. Maybe, though ...

Maybe it's because winter ended it. A winter that came too soon.

It's something that doesn't get into songs, not directly, but humans feel it, all right. A happy ending depends on where you end the story. So does tragedy.

Romeo and Juliet had to die, or a true story would have gone on with all the little pieces that make up their lives. They'd have had in-laws from Hell. Then there'd have been her temper and his impulsiveness, his roving eye and her morning sickness, his bad teeth and her backaches. Soon enough it’d be her rheumatism and his haemorrhoids.

Humans spend most of their lives old.

Summers end. Humans age. Winter comes too soon.

Muse; Sweet the Singing Demon
Fandom; BTVS
Words, 187