Seasons
Winter- They're the kind of friend who gets you into trouble in the name of fun. They're moody and like to shout and has absolutely no filter. They have their moment where they'll pull away and you won't get much out of them. They'll sit by the fire and ponder the mysteries of the world. And then something will set them raging and you'll end up hiding under your bed hoping they'll mistake you for a monster.
Spring- Somehow they're louder than Winter, in appearance anyways. There will be screams of triumph and victory. They will constantly be in your face begging you to come on adventures that make no sense. Sometimes they just screams because they're happy to have survived. They wear too much perfume, this sickly sweet sent of flowers that clings to everything within a 10 mile radius.
Summer- They love to sit by the pool and loves and loves and loves. They loves some many things that when they say "I love you," they don't seem to really mean it. They speaks in absolutes and are so spontaneous it hurts. They dress so bright it's hard to look at sometimes. But even if their love for you isn't sincere their love for life in undeniable. They are nothing if not passionate.
Autumn- They are so calm it can be unnerving. The calm before the storm they are. They don't try to be anything they aren't. They simply are. No mask no hiding simply being. They never lie and are always ready to give comfort and hugs. They so accepting you almost want them to rage at you. You want them to care but they already do, it just looks different than what you want it to. They aren't what you expect them to be or even what you want, but they have never changed; you just forgot what they looked like.
Spring- Somehow they're louder than Winter, in appearance anyways. There will be screams of triumph and victory. They will constantly be in your face begging you to come on adventures that make no sense. Sometimes they just screams because they're happy to have survived. They wear too much perfume, this sickly sweet sent of flowers that clings to everything within a 10 mile radius.
Summer- They love to sit by the pool and loves and loves and loves. They loves some many things that when they say "I love you," they don't seem to really mean it. They speaks in absolutes and are so spontaneous it hurts. They dress so bright it's hard to look at sometimes. But even if their love for you isn't sincere their love for life in undeniable. They are nothing if not passionate.
Autumn- They are so calm it can be unnerving. The calm before the storm they are. They don't try to be anything they aren't. They simply are. No mask no hiding simply being. They never lie and are always ready to give comfort and hugs. They so accepting you almost want them to rage at you. You want them to care but they already do, it just looks different than what you want it to. They aren't what you expect them to be or even what you want, but they have never changed; you just forgot what they looked like.
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