i anxiously await u.
fireworks and 25 candles.
new opportunities come to light.
dead ends...finally end.
beach trips.
margaritas rimmed in sugar.
BBQs. short shorts & pedicured toes.
big sunglasses. light scents. poppin lip color.
Dear Summer...
hurry and come.
i miss u.
xoxo,
miaMcK
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