Dearest July

To my dearest month July that I've been longing, I can't believe that you're ending very soon. Can I be honest? But I think I expected way too much from you. I can't really say that July is a disastrous month for me or whatsoever, how about if I say if July has been bewildering? This is the month that I learned a lot, though some of the process might be a bit deceiving. Well, fare thee well.