If You Are the Summer….

If you are the summer, then I am winter.

I blow in cold and harsh, knocking you off your feet.

You brighten my skies and show me all there is to see.

I make you numb and breathe slithers down your spine.

You keep me warm and you tell me that you’re mine.

— Orion Ryder.

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