Kiss me hard before you go, summertime sadness

I felt it this evening. That feeling of the summer day slipping away, and that bittersweet feeling it leaves behind; a sort of sadness that it is going. It was really beautiful and I didn't want it to go, but the sun went away too quickly. 

The summer is powerful. It brings many memories and associations. When I am staring at the beauty of a summer evening, I could be anywhere. The sadness comes when you realise how quickly it's slipping away, and how little we can control it's escape. 

Kiss me hard before you go, summertime sadness.