Our July In The Rain.

The month of July was a hot month. But the hot weathered shared it's self with wet thunder showers. I spent this month with you. You brought out the best in me. You made me happy. When I saw you I would get nervous. Good nervous. Butterfly nervous. You were unlike any other. Mysterious. Funny. Protective. I couldn't go a second without thinking about you. But you had to leave me. And I had to separate my self from you. It may have been one of the most painful thing that I had ever done. But I will never forget our July in the rain. ❤