A walk of memories: "We'll still have summer camp."

I take the first step outside. The frostiness of the air welcomes me. Despite the paddings and layers covering my body, the cold still manages to sink in. I let out a sigh and watch as my breath rises in front on my face in the form of mist.1

Second step, Third step, fourth step, its not working. This walk is meant to help me get my mind off you. Instead, it makes me focus on you more.2

The first time we met at summer camp. The look on your face. You were trouble and I knew it from the first time I saw you. You proved to be a rebel and that made me wonder how I could be attracted to such a quality in someone.3

I start to notice the rhythm my purple boots are making against the side walk and my mind goes to the time you made your first approach and despite my grief I can't help but laugh. Everyone always thought you were funny. But your approach to me was just hilarious. You always said the wrong things at the wrong time. Did the dumbest things to try and impress me. 4

I come to a stop as the street light turns red. Reminds me of anger. Which reminded me of how I kept blowing you off, pretending not to feel anything but when I saw you flirt with other girls jealously boiled within me.5

I really did try to hide it. I did the best I could. Which makes me question till this day, how you managed to notice my jealousy.6

You smiled at me with sligthest hint of triumph on your face. I roll my eyes and call you crazy even though I know I'm finally beaten.7

I cross the road and the coolness of breeze dies down and I'm in the sun. I feel it's warmth seeping through the frostiness of the atmosphere which reminds of how I started warming up to you.8

Sometimes it was so hard not to laugh at your jokes. Sometimes it was just so hard to keep avioding you. What are you running away from? I ask myself. Relax and embrace the feeling is what I tell myself. Deep down I knew I was falling really fast and so were you.9

I reach a dead end. I wasn't paying attention. Didn't realize that through all my day-dreaming I had made a wrong turn. A tear falls down my eye, the second one, then the third. I realize I'm crying. This dead end,how we had to break up. I had to move away. I had to go off to college. We tried to keep in touch, but it was no use. You were just so far away and I wasn't sure if I was coming back. We were holding on to something that may never had happened. I hope you understand why I had to let you go. 10

It just didn't seem like something was going to happen. 'Empty hopes' was what I called it.11

I turn around and try to find my way back. I look up at the grey dull sky. Through it's grey dullness I see the traces of the sun. Trying to tell me that even in dullest of situations hope still finds away to seep through.12

Not in this situation I shake my head tearfully. But the sun does tell me something else; Darnell my darling, whether our love is lost or not. We'll still always have summer camp.13