Novel & Cerita I Got This Feeling On The Summer Day

But the feeling was cut short when I was faced again with the reality. I take my time not moving in my spot. I look up as I ponder. The sunlight was bathing down on me, feeling the warmth the start of summer was bringing. A lot of people already passed by, brushing my shoulders along the way. Their chatters and laughter zoomed past me. It felt like I was this centerpiece of this clock while the long hand and short hand kept turning and I’m just here, standing still.

Her moan was soft, almost involuntary, and it sent a jolt through me that I barely suppressed. “What happened, Summer?” I asked, my voice calmer than I felt, trying to pull her back to reality. “No... nothing...” she murmured, her voice trembling. I could feel her confusion, her body reacting to me in ways I knew she didn’t understand. Hell, I barely understood it myself. She wasn’t like anyone I’d ever been with—not like the others who’d come and gone without leaving a mark. Summer was different, and it was driving me insane.

Feel the heat on my skin. It's a perfect day. Not too warm, not too cold. The birds are singing a song of spring. A gentle breeze wafts campfire smoke, pollen kisses, and promises of tomorrow my way while the swaying of the trees lulls me into a sense of calm. If I focus on it, it almost drowns out the crowd's cheers and taunts, excited for my hanging. It's a perfect day to die.

Devon looked like he wanted to push further, but I stood up and grabbed my bag. “I’ve got deliveries early tomorrow,” I muttered. “Night.” I said and slipped out of the back door. Since Iris was there, she would close up. The air outside was thick and hot. It was getting to late summer. And you know, you know, things were getting really heated up this summer, even with all that rain. This was the kind of summer heat that clung to your skin and made it hard to breathe most nights. I walked, ignoring the ache in my shoulders and the throb in my legs. There was always an endless storm in my chest.

I assure him. We fell into a comfortable silence afterwards. I look outside. A little more while, a droplet falls down the window. “Oh,” I let out a sound. Another falls, and another, then followed by another. The rain fell heavily and my heart felt so heavy but relieved at the same time. ‘Summer must’ve reached its early ending by the end of the month.’ I smile at the thought. The car takes a turn to the parking lot of a food chain. I look at Dan, “may payong ka bang dala?” I ask him and he stares back at me. “Wala” he plainly replies to me while we both stare at each other in disbelief before laughing.

I told myself I was going for a simple summer visit. The kind that seemed ordinary, polite… a neighbor’s invitation, a few friendly faces, some wine, and perhaps a little gossip about the latest neighborhood news. But as soon as I stepped onto the sunlit deck, I felt the heat, the sun, the anticipation, the electricity in the air that promised something more.

Mia I felt warm, cozy, and at ease, as if I were floating in the ocean on a pleasant summer day. It was just like that one time when Mom, Dad, Andy, and I had gone on a weeklong holiday. Dad had managed to save up enough money to afford one, and Andy and I had been so elated we couldn’t sleep a wink the night before we were due to depart. Indeed, it had been a wonderful vacation, with our small family spending every waking moment together. The beach had been beautiful and the sea warm and inviting. So much so that I’d spent most of my time floating in the water.

They need new clothes for the palace. The drive is fun. Summer is great company. The only problem I have is that her scent is intoxicating, and I am trapped in this tin can of a car with it. I like it; I like it a bit too much. I can feel my erection growing by the minute. When it finally got too much and too late, I pulled over. “Anyone fancy a quick run?” Summer gets out of the car. “Just a quick one,” Dawson commented. “We have plans tonight.”

Summer felt like she was struck by something. She suddenly had no strength and lay on the seat motionlessly. "It's over, I can't do this." "Come on, is it really that bad? It's just one more day," Gale asked. "One day, 24 hours, 440 minutes, 86,400 seconds." Summer counted on her fingers. "They say that time drags, but one more day feels like an extra year to me! Do you think it's easy?"

And it wasn’t just these interactions today that filled me with joy, but the fact that I didn’t run from them; the fact that I pursued them. I really was growing up– I really was becoming me. The day wasn’t even over, the first full day of me being back home hadn’t even ended but… all I could think was… What else does this summer have in store?