Unloved

I hate the end.

The summer always ends too soon.
I blinked my eyes and it disappeared.

Now I will sink into a world of unhappiness.
The days become repetitive and depression takes its toll.

All the things I wanted to do,
Go undone.
All the things I wanted to see,
Go unseen.
All the people I wanted to care for,
Go uncared for.

And you,
The one I wanted to know,
Will go unknown.

And you,
The one i wanted to love,
Will go unloved.

Unloved.