New Hope

He said it in the sweetest way:
"I know we only have three months,
but let's make the most out of the time we have."
Here's to the memories we'll make, my dear.

Your beacon of hope shines out of the void
I had made for myself for this last cold summer
You give me new hope in the darkness
That bright days are still to come
and there are memories still to be had
and there is life still to be lived
here in this little place I call home.

I find myself pulled
in all directions now
Waiting for him
Waiting for her
Hoping for the best
and stopping the stir
I find myself pushed
in every possible way
Going to there
Leaving from here
Hoping for something to last
and dreading the whir
of those voices
and faces
and places
and times
1000 miles away
but oh so close to time.

But I pause from all that
for these brief summer months
Because you give me hope
You give me hope for today
for tomorrow
for every day after
That we can be together
And, for at least the summer,
Stay just that way.

A new hope for love
a new hope for life
a new hope for us
to watch days go by.

Here we are,
those sweet days of summer.

You said it in the sweetest way:
"I know we only have three months,
but let's make the most out of the time we have
Live for today, dream not of tomorrow,
relish in our joy, and escape into our bliss.
We've got a summer, let's make the most of it."
Here's to the hope you gave me,
Here's to the memories you made me,
Here's to us, my dear, here's to my final summer here.