Dear Summer,
Okay, Summer, I know you and I had a lovely Time. But then you just up and left me without even saying goodbye. And guess what? I'm not the kind of girl to cry after you. I've got Autumn now and I'm embracing it. I'm wearing all the shawls you never wanted me to wear, and the boots, and I got myself new handbalm, which you never cared about, and cooking all the soups you always spoiled. So you know, whatever. Goodbye and be happy elsewhere. I don't need you.