It is somehow hard, well, the winter sent his messengers; rain, light wind, the smell, the atmosphere, and many more. The thing is that you are not here! Why should you? I do not know! But last time I had to meet the winter's messengers you were here, so why not this time? Well, how can I say I do not know! I do know, very well. Am I able to admit it; of course yes. But it is this weakness in us that we wish things were different. Well, they are not. They will not be. Remember, it is a matter of choice. That is what I said, and beleived. Do I still beleive? I guess yes. Of course yes. Because if it was not yes; I would not have been here now. Where? There! Of course. It is true what she said. We would not be happy! I agree. I could not agree more. But of course, I resist. The good thing is, resist inward. What the hell does this mean? Does not matter. I know what I am talking about! Despite all that, it is not nice to meet the new commer - the winter- without you.