Seasons Change

I am only human, I yearn for someone's company and affection like others do. But the thing is, I have a habit of pushing people away once I feel that they're getting close. It contradicts each other I have always subtly felt that I might end up alone because of this bad habit. And for a while I was. But then you came.

You came like a soft summer breeze, you felt warm and refreshing. We barely knew each other, but we talked a lot, enjoying and basking in each other's presence. The late-night talks about what has happened in our lives and the random topics that would get squeezed into our conversations. With you, I felt as if I was found, heard, and understood in ways that even I can't do for myself.

But summer doesn't last forever. Time moves and change is constant, we are not an exemption from that.

That refreshing breeze eventually turned cold. We grew distant and conversations would often feel tiresome nowadays. The long affectionate conversations turned into one-worded responses. The colder the wind got, the more anxious I felt. The more restless I felt, the more I showed the darkness that lurked inside me—scaring you, driving you away with my madness.

Now, I am all alone stuck in my eternal winter once again.