It’s like I’m a little kid again my ice cream fell on the ground. I went from nothing to something back to nothing in a blink of an eye. My something wasn’t just anything. It wasn’t a food or animal, a shoulder to cry or hand to hold. From day one I knew it was going to disappear. Like a snowman, building it was the most fun I’ve had in years, having it around made me smile every time I looked at it. Then comes the day the sun came out, slowly melting through my finger tips. Time and time again I try to rebuild it, the sun gets hotter though. Not hotter like good looking, the suns ugly, that’s why you can’t look at it without your eyes hurting. Any way, the sun became a problem, it would hid behind clouds manipulating everything in its path. I guess you could say the suns a *****. All I ever wanted was my snowman to sit outside my house peering in my window making me smile whenever I needed it. All I ever wanted was a friendship that didn't melt unless it was melting my heart. That **** sun gets in my way all the time, maybe I want a snowy day to rebuild my snowman for once. Dear sun, please get over yourself, you don't have to be the center of attention all the time. You sure as hell don't have to melt away all the good things in people lives so you can feel good. I'll never forget the day the sun cheated on my snowman or kissed another boy. ***** be gone, I want a storm.