I Hate That I Love August.

I can clearly remember my vacillation, And August being one of a kind alteration. With so many uncertainties unfolded Throughout my years that'd faded. With so much adoration to it, Turned into my biggest debt. With no assurance or what so ever, And with no stability from my debt forever. August was my redemption from my failure, Which lured me again from being a failure. Seeking love was never an option, Which pondered my sincere heart without caution. Maybe Failure was destined for my growth, And Maybe someday It'll bring a light into my life with no loath. This is why "I hate that I Love August". And my anguished heart which already moved on.