Was high all of July
and sometimes I slept with a smile
In August I felt the frost of winter
way before the season was over
Was depressed most of September
until I remembered the shooting star
I saw on that field last summer
In October it was unusually warm
I did not feel a shiver
Was too nostalgic in November
and those around me hated it
In December everyone was predictably spirited
somehow the room lit up nicely
Was loopy after the New Year
I stayed up awhile and cruised through January
In February I was a little bit in love
bruised my own heart and walked away slowly
Was feeling cautious in March
a month that reminds me of departures
In April I went to see some art
the city was my museum
Was hungry for more in May
each day passed with no boundary
In bloom were the flowers in June
they came about so weirdly
Was overwhelmed this July
seeing you for the first time in awhile
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