three seasons

this morning i heard a song
a song that i used to play over and over and over last winter
the song reminded me of you and how your voice alone could warm my body to the point where i could play in the snow without a coat
come spring, your voice is rarely directed towards me
luckily, it gets pretty warm here and i dont really need it
now, summer
these past two months have really confused me, to say the least
summer is supposed to be warm and fun and relaxing, right?
fucking wrong.
this summer felt like a winter without you anywhere near it
this summer left me cold and lonely and crying tears that would freeze as soon as they hit the sheets
this summer left me stranded in the middle of a crowd of people
i was the only one freezing to death