Too Warm Too Cold

By Kuru

Am I bipolar?

First, I complained about the warmth. Said it was too much — too sticky, too close, too constant.

Now? I can't bear this cold. coughs

I'd gotten used to the warmth. And now it's all gone.

— it's not about the temperature.

Funny how we curse the sun when it shines too long, but fall apart the moment it disappears.

Some people are like that too.

Too giving. Too present. Too much... until they're not.

And when the warmth that once wrapped around you vanishes,

you realize — the silence isn't peaceful.

It's punishment.

By Kuru