Neon Summer Ashes

Faded Polaroids in a dusty box. Captured smiles now ghosts in locks. The diner whispers,

chairs still creak. A jukebox hums the past, it leaks. Neon flickers,

shadows sway. Where did the innocence stray? Oh, summer burned so

bright, so wild. Now it's a memory lost and mild.

Fantasies turn to ash to smoke. In the glow of dreams we broke

. Sticky boots where secrets fell. Laughter once cast its magic spell.

Now silence lingers, a hollow tone. A place alive now overthrown. Was it the

heat that sparked the flame? Or did time just play its cruel game?