Maybe for the Summer

by Aubreé Pynn

I’ve lived long enough to know that nothing snatched away is ever a loss. You got something bigger and better on the way.

you’re the type of woman that’ll have a nigga popping out the bushes.”

Lol

I want to be the keeper of the garden that is you.”

Love was support, intimacy, trust, and the ability to pick up where the other lacked.