I look for any trace that's left of what it used to be,
I take a deep breath, hoping the air carries you with it,
But it's gone, the scent of summer left with the coming of a frosty, bitter winter.
I hate the feeling I get in winter.
I like snow.....But the cold leaves me angry and hollow.
I miss the summer so much, I sit here, waiting and waiting for it to return and smack me in the face with a warm, welcoming sense that there is absolutely nothing to worry about.
Winter can leave now, and go back to the southern hemisphere, I've really had enough.
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