Summer goes by quietly, lazily and scorchingly. Summer is sand, the smell of the sea, salt on the skin, sunny smiles, bare feet, freedom. But it goes away and no one can stop it. He decided that his days would pass quickly, dizzyingly, hotly, just like in any past and future summer. But it will not go away from a single place, and that is your heart. Because summer is not just a season, it is a way of life. It is sweet timelessness, hot days, long nights, mastic, watermelon, tarator and lots of laughter.
Goodbye, summer, thank you for what happened to me!