You used to be fun when I was a little kid.
I liked to play in the snow and make a snowman.
I really enjoyed you.
But I grew up.
I have to suffer because of you everytime I leave the house.
I freeze, I get melted snow in my shoes and my hair is a disaster.
I highly dislike you.
I’m happy about the global warming.
You are not that long and that cold as you used to be just a year ago.
I still didn’t forgive you for -30c when I had to travel.
I spent around 4 hours freezing to the bones.
I can’t wait to leave you forever.
Until then be kind, please.