You are like the fly that you keep swatting at over and over yet still seems to linger around. Like the cockroach that I thought I killed and threw in the toilet to see you 1 hour later trying to crawl out. You are a benign desease that doesn't want to go away.
I am now asking you very politely, can you please dissolve away. I do not need you anymore. The winter is going to be over soon, and I know you thought you could keep me warm, but now I will have to shed more clothes, and I see you peeking out over my pants. I am warm enough, and my bikini will be all I need to keep me warm throughout the next 6 months. So kindly, please go on your way. Find another soul to torture whose skinny body could soak you up and love you for the rest of your existance. I want you to feel appreciation, and not loathing, it's what you deserve.
But I am telling you....you are not needed around these parts.
With the kindest regards meant,