The Four Seasons
How could I fucking Describe her?
She like the four seasons.
Normally she's like winter.
Cold. Cynical. Intelligent. Deadly.
Her smiles are cold and unfeeling, showing no mercy.
Her Eyes are made of Ice
They show nothing.
Her being its self is like the deadly wind that blows through the frozen night.
You can not defy her.
Like winter she toughens you up, yet nearly breaks you in the process.
When she is angry she's like summer.
Unstoppable. Furious. Painfully quick and slow at the same time.
Her temper is like an out of control wildfire.
It burns away any other emotion in her body in a matter of seconds.
But the fury that remains lasts longer then anything else.
Like a small flame clinging onto life, being kept alive by the smallest of things.
Its like when she attacks, she makes you feel the effect of her hit immediately
Yet she never gives a fatal hit.
She kills slowly, letting the victim relish in their pain.
Its her twisted way of torture
She's like summer and the heat that comes with it.
When she cares she's like Spring.
Nurturing. New. Shedding away all cold.
She becomes water.
She wraps over you, protecting you from future harm
And heals all your injuries.
She's there the whole time
She forgets about her self to help you.
Her soothing words make the pain disappear
Or at least, some of it.
Just like spring, she shows you that better times are coming.
When she's hurt, she's like Fall.
Her smiles are like the autumn leaves,
Hiding the pain underneath them.
Her voice is like the autumn air,
Still warm, but the chilly hints show she is human
That even she can break
She's like Fall, a distraction from the hardships ahead.
How do I know all this?
Because as I've seen every season I've seen every side of her.
She's my Tamari.
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