That August has already passed, but in it, I felt really lonely.
Oh well. That's typical for recent summers. Everyone vanishes off the globe at some point. I myself was great at doing that.
At that point in time, though, I realize that you're the only one who consistently talked to me.
I send a thank-you, but when have I ever been good at saying what I need to?
It mattered, though. It meant a lot to me.