It’s coming up to that time of the year again. The seasons were changing, and so did we. Just like the winter, you became cold. As the leaves fall so did we. I used to love the winter, the cold, the darkness, but now our memories like our love turned to snow and vanish among the wind. The dark nights remind me of you, the light in you eyes fading, no hope of warmth in your heart.

– the cold botheres me but not as much as you.