Life of Summer

Her eyes are so bright like summer's sky but her skin is too pale like winter. Her name Summer, been living in this wicked world with a lot of things happened to her. But she'll learn, she's a fighter, she's a lover. The freckles on her cheeks may not be enough to count all of the day she had been going through without a new scar.

She's not a model sized girl. She's quite tall with a light ash brown wavy hair falls perfectly on her back. She might has some darker color under her eyes, because she prefers watching a night sky rather than sleeping or she is just going to cry until dawn. There is no different.

She learns to love someone, she's a lover, like I said before. But maybe she was not meant to be loved. "How could the perfect happiness came from the tears of our eyes?" She asked one day, she is still trying to find the answer.

She is the seasons herself, sometimes she is so cold like winter and the next day, she is so cheerful like the blooming spring flowers. She might be crying every night like autumn, but she is Summer, with a bright aura and sparkling eyes.