Those Nights.

The summer nights are beginning, and the lonely hearts are awakening.
The first night of summer. I feel sort of like it’s a holiday for people like me. Not gays. Hopeless romantics. I feel like summer nights mean so much to us. They definitely do to me. They’re just so perfect for driving around and doing random stuff with, sitting by a fire, or laying on a roof staring at the stars. And as much as I wish I had a someone to spend this beautiful night with, it will come in time, at the right time, right when life wants it to happen.
“Shed our tears and fight our fears,
We are one, the lonely hearts.”