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[aidenfire]

I found this in a long document full of little blurbs I'd written for writemore last year and, honestly? I was kind of blown away by myself and wanted to share. Some parts are a little rough but I really like it on the whole.


Summer was fading like your favorite jeans, wearing out with too many washings, wearing out, yeah, but you never ever wanted to give it up, nights with bonfires and days spent gossiping at the pool. It was the blue of a sky in early August, it was the white creases where you’d spent too much time sitting on your porch, it was everything and it was all intertwined, somehow. You don’t know, you don’t really care, all you know is what you have is good, and someone is going to try to take it away from you with honey, those jeans are a little raggedy, aren’t they and it’s almost time for school, we can go shopping and buy another pair. Summer was fading into heavy navy blue, creases from folding and not from living, into the heavy navy blue of an October sky.

Comments

[happiestwhen.livejournal.com]

Oh, I really like that. Especially this: with creases from folding and not from living

It's sad.

[in-lieyw-of.livejournal.com]

I would've cried if I weren't so dehydrated. *looks for my faded jeans*

[iscaris.livejournal.com]

That's a lovely vignette. I like the comparison of summer to faded jeans. And the tone of this makes me think of that song I love, "The Boys of Summer."

[lyras.livejournal.com]

Love this, especially the way you sustain the simile right to the end. That last line is perfect!

[iamthecheese78.livejournal.com]

i like.
although it makes me kind of sad.
but nostalgia is such a wonderful feeling...

[iron-piano.livejournal.com]

hm. i actually liked that. usually when people try to capture feelings like that i find it's way too dramatic and forced.

you're pretty cool.