The season is over. A chill is in the air.
Your summer love is gone and your heart seems broken.
Thoughts of the future begin to creep in.
New High School. New friends. Basketball.
The county fair. My driver's license.
I am excited about growing up and becoming a man.
When the time is right, love will come again.
And I will be ready.
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