A humid place I used to live.
An ever lasting winter I'm now stuck in.
I can't help but miss the warmth and sunshine.
And all the soccer games in the day time.
But now I can stay bundled up and cuddle and drink hot chocolate.
I can't forget about my life in the bright sun.
But if you asked what is better than this ever lasting winter,there is none.
So I say goodbye to my past.
Because I can tell that those memories won't last.
What will it be like beyond the neighborhood and into the raw winter?
Into the trees.
Behind the creek.
Across the river.
South of the lake.
Only there will I be at peace.
So here I rest.
Thinking about what it'd be like if I hadn't met all of you.
My friends.
My family.
Back in the heat.
I didn't have anyone.
Do you hear that?
It's calling back to me.
The summer in my heart.
The winter in my soul.
What part of me is stronger?
I think my mind is stronger than both.
I'm mentally strong.
Yet this winter is making me weak.
The summer beat me down.
Yet my mind keeps me strong.
So on my final night.
I hope.
I'll forget.
About going from hot to cold.
