It's still summer, even though Summer is dead- dead and gone.

What I didn't lose, I gained. Why should that bother me, I am not there, even if I am not here either.

I did not dream up the winter. The fool that I was I wanted to wander and now I just want to be at home, that's your voice.

Is there any way to stop this summer from ending?

You can end anything else. Even your smile.

Next up is hunter's moon and I don't want it to turn me into what I already am.

A wolf.