It’s the time of the year again when I am most happy. The seas are calling me. I always, always embrace the season that defines who I am with utmost joy, because it is all about endless sunshine and comforting solace.

Desolation need not visit me in my dreams. I dream walking in an endless stretch of sand and quiet. The rays of the sun caress my skin with warmth that makes me surrender and sigh. I love my summer. The turquoise waters seek to cool off my worries, while the fine sand gently scrapes off my heartbreaks. I am cleansed. I am new.

With my newfound salvation, I feel worthy to love, and be loved. I suddenly accept all beautiful things in open arms - just because I know, I am capable of receiving such blessings.

Summer, my season of love.