Summer dents

As the summer ends, And so we made dents. Does that make any sense? As you leave me neither a penny nor a cent, You made it clear, but I made it dim deciding what's next for him. Looking at me like a funny meme. How many tears do I need to swim? It took me doubles to make you stay. Even though I'm busy with misplay, You took the wrong ones; no delay. Now I'm hiding from you on a shipway. I can't throw away my trust. I always align it with my gut. It's so sad to see that we're done, like dust. As I foresee things with a spell cast. There's nothing more but worrying. Trying not to shed a tear of limiting You want me to change, not avoid it. You can't even recognize me standing.