Eternal July (My Forever July)
To answer your question,This past July might’ve been my lastJust like any otherSo I tried to feel the sand grain beneath my feetNo, really triedAnd focused real hard on that brilliantSometimes blindingSunflowery ale of a lightThis past JulyI cried in front of my dadMy dadAnd this past JulyI didn’t much careThis past July, a huge part of my pastJust so and happenedto walk into my roomand kiss me so softMetaphorically speakingThat was my July of pastThe one that happened lastthat went too fastThe one you asked
Last July was pretty boring, for me.
I never much got a 'sense' for poetry.I'm not sure if I'm missing anything.That just hit me right in the head.