Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 24/3/2014 (770 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
We have to break up. What we shared was great for the first couple of months, but now I find myself not feeling the way I should about you to continue this relationship. You just seem to go on, and on, and on -- you're smothering me.
I want to see other seasons -- one that's less cold and bitter, that warms me inside and out, that includes all colours, not just white.
Perhaps someday we can be friends again, but for now we must part ways. It will take me a while to get over you, so don't contact me for a while.
Please pick up the piles of stuff you left at my place, take your wind-chill factor, and blow away.
P.S.: It's not me, it's definitely you.