These kind of days remind me of last year,
Last summer.
These kind of days make me feel warm, because it's warm, and thoughts of the past year warm me. 
Days like this are sad. I feel happy and sad. I don't know how to feel.
I'm reminded of the way things were last summer. Only a year ago, seems like a million.
Things will never be like that again.
At least for you & I each summer will remain. You and I will stay the same.
Or please try. Because I need something unchanging in my life.
These kind of days, I think of before and I smile. Sometimes I cry becase it hurts to remember. To remember that these days used to turn out in such different ways.
I'll hold on to the past year, and hope that what I have now stays here,
That next summer, I can say these kind of days have not changed.
Watch me hold on, I will. 
I'll keep trying.
But things have a way of slipping through the cracks, and I can only do so much,
Hold on for so long.
It's already gone, but my hand is still outstretched, waiting.
Maybe I'll let go. Maybe.