Dear Mother Nature,
I think you are currently in a confused state. I think maybe you are looking at your calendar backwards, and I need to discuss this with you. Let's start with the basics. Snow comes in the winter, not the spring. When you mix this basic fact up, that is when you become hated, and because of this, I think we need to break up. I would say that it's not you, it's me... but that wouldn't be true. It really is you. You're unreliable and happiness is unachievable with you.
I won't lie, we have some great memories. This winter was different, and that was when our relationship really blossomed. Thank you for keeping the snow to a minimum. As much as us college students love our snow days, we appreciated not having to walk to class in negative degree weather this school year. You were really on a streak there for a while and became a crowd favorite among my friends... I think some of them were even jealous of our relationship.
Thank you for letting me transition from my parka and bean boots to dresses quite quickly. February is when it became serous. You were my one true love. I had never had such a great relationship before and I think that is why I was so naive. Some people may say that global warming has something to do with this, but I know you just wanted to please me.
These happy times didn't last long though. I'm not sure what exactly caused it, but our rocky times started back in March. Yes, I still loved you, but you really started scaring me with you indecisive and unpromising ways. When you went from 70 to 40 real quick is when I knew you were going over the edge. Your behavior began to make me physically sick at times, and that's when I knew enough was enough.
April is when I knew you were off your rocker. April showers are supposed to bring May flowers, but it's starting to look like I won't get either of these things. All you have to offer these days is snow, and I just can't handle that negativity in my life. Spring is not a time for winter jackets, but for some reason, you can't seem to understand this concept. I'm not the only one that sees your terrifying side anymore, and that's why I need to end this thing we have.
I know there is good in you, because I have seen it and I have loved it this year. But now you need help. When you're in a better place, call me. I won't wait forever, but for now, I'll be waiting. Thank you for some of the best few months of my life; I hope that someday, we can get back to that.
Sincerely, but without much love,
Everyone
