much like rain on a window, i wanted to be what you stared at as the colors of the sky faded and brightened
much like flowers blooming in the spring, i wanted to be what you longed to hold in your arms as the weather got warmer and you got happier
much like the sun rising, i wanted to produce the ever warm smile you always make no matter how early it is
but, much like the icy dew on the grass and the bitter breeze in the trees, i was the coldest season you ever had