I hate summer.

I hate the stifling warmth.

I hate how I can’t breathe.

I know that makes no sense to you.

Why would it?

I’m not like you.

Why can’t you see that?

We’re two separate people.

We have two separate pasts,

Two separate memories,

Two separate personalities.

We have two separate dreams and wishes.

Two separate hopes and fears.

I love winter.

I love the clear air.

I love how I can breathe.

You don’t understand it,

And I don’t blame you.

You don’t understand me.

That’s fine,

But don’t act like you do.

Don’t twist my words

Into what you think I am.

Don’t act like you know

What’s running through my head.

Don’t pretend you know

What I’m thinking.

I live in cold rain.

I live in the soothing mist.

I live when I see my breath.

You. Don’t. Get. Me.

You’re not LIKE me.

So don’t you dare compare us.

Don’t compare our pain.

Don’t compare our history.

Don’t compare our feelings.

It’s like trying to compare

The ocean and the stars.

I’m breathing different air than you.

I’m seeing different skies than you.

I’m listening to different music than you.

I hate summer.

I hate the stifling warmth.

I hate how I can’t breathe.