Why did it have to be this way? Why did it have to happen to me? Afterall, he was the sweetest person I’d ever met, or so it seemed.

His beautiful blonde hair wafted in the wind. His small, black glasses sent a geeky sort-of impression at first, but after knowing him, the impression was left to drown.

I saw the clear, frosted sky beating me into a hibernating recluse. Running away? Was that what I really wanted to do, run away from my problems?

Somehow autumn just wasn’t the right season for love. Loving someone in autumn was creating heartbreak.

After all these years of dreaming, the only thing that even affected me at the moment was the fact that I was freezing cold, and I could see my breath staining the air. Not wanting to really feel what my heart was screaming, I pierced the quenching autumn air with my somewhat incessant thoughts.

I couldn’t control the voice that came from my lips. I could never control it when I felt like this. When I felt betrayed by someone’s undying love.