Answer:
I am enjoyed by some despised by others. Some take me for granted some treasure me like a gift. I last forever unless you break me first.
I am easy to see but no one likes looking at me. Without me there would be no you. I can make you complain or make you happy. But you almost always take me for-granted.
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?
Never resting, never still. Moving silently from hill to hill. It does not walk, run or trot. All is cool where it is not. What is it?
The more you take away from me, the bigger I shall get. What am I?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.