that sweet summer sunset

i can almost feel the sun on my face from the confines of my bedroom. there hasn’t been a lot of sun this summer but i’m sure you felt it when it was there. i would’ve been quiet if you wanted. as a mouse, the shadow behind your back that only shows when the sun is up. i’m still there when it’s down, you just can’t see me. either way you wouldn’t care. the only reason you’re here is to feel the sun on your face. i wish i was your shadow so you had a reason to bring me along. it seems you lack one of those. the paths around the lake don’t lead anywhere in particular but i hope you explored all of them just to prove the point. why is the cost of a hug four hundred dollars and a plane ride?