9:11 PM

Another one of my many Death Cab musings.  It was profound enough to share.

Squeaky swings and tall grass
The longest shadows ever cast
The water's warm and children swim
And we frolicked about in our summer skin

I don't recall a single care
Just greenery and humid air
Then Labor day came and went
And we shed what was left of our summer skin

On the night you left I came over
And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders
Our brand new coats so flushed and pink
And I knew your heart I couldn't win
Cause the seasons change was a conduit
And we left our love in our summer skin

Summer Skin was another song that they played at the concert, and I couldn't help but feel like Ben Gibbard was singing to me... again.  This summer has been so great.  I feel like I finally have a Provo group of friends, people that AREN'T going on missions.  The friendships that have been made and solidified are some that I don't want to lose, they are shared with people I really care about.

But what happens after Labor Day?  No, I didn't have any summer flings, but I feel like this could still apply to these friends of mine.  Will we, too, shed our summer skins and move on with our lives?  Will we leave behind these friendships with our carefree summer persona?

I hope not.

That's all.

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  1. i feel the exxxxact same way. not to mention, i'm super jealous that you saw death cab-- i've always wanted to, but never have!

  2. I know, right? And Death Cab was fannnnnntastic. It was so amazing, if you ever have a chance, you definitely should go.
    Also, I miss you.


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