I say I think about you in the summer
As if I don’t think about you all of the time
As if I don’t have memories of you for each season
Like that time when you helped me move in the winter
Crushing the ice like a wannabe rockstar with my old broken guitar
My mom wanted to make you Christmas treats, but I told her not to
I spoke of you so little, but she must’ve known you meant something to me
She always knew those kinds of things…
Or that time in the spring, when you not only taught me how to fight
But you helped me to see my worth again
Like a dying garden, you kept me alive
Or the cool autumn nights when I’d wait for your call
The X-Files ringtone, and that lullaby promise: “everything’s gonna be okay”
I see you most in the summer because you are so much like the sun
You are bright and warm and brilliantly strong
A million lightyears away now and I still carry your sunlight
I wasn’t able to back then
But if I ever had the chance or if I ever do
Like the moon, I could reflect love back to you
I don’t believe in God anymore but when it comes to you…
Thomas, I still pray – I pray that you shine brighter than all of the galaxies and all of their suns combined
And with every hope, and every dream, and every goal you succeed
Without seeming too much of a creep, I cheer you on silently, proud of the man turned out to be
And though I never could actually say it
I love you
I say I think about you in the summer
As if I don’t think about you all of the time
As if I wouldn’t drop everything in a moment’s notice
As if given the chance I wouldn’t choose you
Every single time
As if… As if you don’t already know this