My loneliest summer

It was June 2012, and suddenly I realized that this summer I would be aware that I would spend it alone, unlike previous years when my vague consciousness entertained itself with autistic games around the house, which would make time fly by until the next September and school responsibilities to which I was extremely dedicated. My best friend went to fields and played volleyball with straight people, and I couldn't understand that. A schoolmate who I had a crush on reduced our conversations to online messaging. I would feel the worst during the most beautiful part of the summer day when the sun was slowly setting and the air was filled with the scent of summer. I wished there was someone who would go on long walks with me and someone who would hang out with me. Someone with whom I would explore the vast nature that surrounded our houses, the coniferous trees, lakes, and hills. However, I knew that it wasn't possible, and I had to come to terms with the fact that I would have to avoid t