You were just like winter, you were the coldest, holding you too long made me numb, it hurt and it even had the power to make me lose parts of myself. Loving you was like getting frostbite, you left permanent scars of the hurt you caused. Your heart was pure ******* ice and nothing could thaw that cold dead heart of yours. You had me trapped, caught under a blanket of snow, had me scared that the snow from you was going to keep falling, piling up on top of me. You didn’t hear me screaming, you didn’t come looking for me, you were so self centred that you didn’t even notice everything you put on me. Now I’m suffering with Chionophobia thanks to you. With you, I never knew when one of your storms was going to blow through, stopping our days plans, making things dangerous and slippery around you. You were so unpredictable. Winter and you, both the reason for the change in my moods, the reason I avoided things, laying in bed - day after day. You lived your life in patterns, only staying in one place for a few months before you had to leave. I bet you didn’t know, that I ******* hated winter, I still do, thanks to you.