Do you remember when we first met last year, during the fall? I was coming off a hot romance with Summer, and was burned out. I was on a rebound, and your cool attitude won me over. You were a breath of fresh air in my life, so brisk,, so invigorating! You were so chill, so calming that you spoke to me, called to me. You were such an influence in my days, and nights, you even caused me to wrap myself up in you. I thought, especially those first couple of months, that this could last, would last. I thought you could be my forever season that I would enjoy and cherish. And through the holidays, you were.
But something happened after the new year. You changed, suddenly you weren’t the season I thought I knew. You became frosty, harsh. I’d never seen that side of you before, the biting way you attacked me days and nights. Mornings were the worst, I felt totally frozen out by you. And you became so variable. One day you’d snow me with your frigid attitude and actions, and two days later warm up to me again. It was like you were going through your own climate of change, dragging me along. The mood swings were so difficult to handle; I didn’t know whether to down my jacket or not around you. And just as I thought you were warming up, after a nice weekend where we were so comfortable in our skin…once again you’ve turned a cold shoulder to me.
I had hoped it wouldn’t come to this. But Winter, I have to say I no longer have feelings for you. You’ve numbed me with this last outburst. I can’t risk that you’ll take me on another cycle of freeze and thaw, breaking my heart. I need to move on, to find a season I can learn to live with and to love. You need to go back to your northern home and stay there. I no longer want to see you anymore, Winter. I’m sorry.
Best of luck in your arctic adventure this year. I’ll always remember the time we spent together, but I can’t live like this anymore.