The smell of summer rain

It embraces me,

Like a warm blanket

I curl into a ball,

Allowing memories of last summer

To come flooding back to me.

Memories of how things were,

Before "love" got in the way.

A year seems like ten

So much has happened

So much has changed

We have matured and regressed

Been happy, and depressed

But most importantly we have made it.

Through the thick and thin.

Our shells thicker from experience

And together, with heads held high

We'll make it through more years