All Over the Place

I can be pleasant

  engaged, inviting.

  Giving off warmth like a space heater.

I can also be cold

  short, and sometimes impolite.

Sometimes absent and

 

  detached.

 

I hate all three.

They're fakes.

Pretending to be permanent

when they're really all temporary seasons.

Constant movement

  it never stops.

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