it was a day of laughter,

of sadness;

of carousing,

of madness;

of hugs,

of tears;

of liberty,

of expression;

of intoxication,

of deafness;

of doubts,

and answers.

a realisation that possibilities had become probabilities,

that probabilities had deteriorated to impossibilities;

that a dream is ending, a slumber awakening;

of love bleeding, of summer ending.

august is here to steal again,

but i bear not kill the same.