Highschool. We're learning, growing, and discovering things. We love, and get hurt. That kind of summer is something I never imagined having. A soft wind blew along the coast. The summer sky was as calm as the waves. But like the waves, it had a bitter twist. That sent chills of sorrow through the heat. It was a summer of bittersweet discoveries, warm days and nights with limitless possibilities. It was a summer of peace and conflict. Both joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. It was a summer full of mixed emotions. But a certain bitterness permeated the air. Like the pain of unrequited love. The days were carefree. A summer I'll never forget. Our beloved summer.