December is always a long month for me. Back in Highschool I lost the first girl I loved in December for the first time. And later, when we got back together when I was in college -- in between which I dated no one -- she left me again in December. I still gave her a Christmas present that year...one that I poured a piece of myself into.
Years later and it's another December. I know the year is based on the same 12 months it was back then, but it always sneaks up on me. If there is some cosmic wheel I'm running for a god's amusement, I'd just like to say it's getting more than a little tiring.
I'm tired of losing the ones I love in December. I'm tired of exchanging words that have some sort of finality to them -- the type of words where I know I'm losing something and I have no control over it.
I'm pouring myself into another Christmas this year, hoping to make a small mark upon your heart before it pulls away for good. And years later, when we're older, someone will look at that heart of yours and see our initials carved into it, along with the year that marked the start of when I was in love with you, and they'll know that someone made an impression upon your life.
I'd give most anything for that to be me, staring back at an aged scar that I put there myself.
I love you more today than yesterday, but not as much as tomorrow.
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Sounds like someone needs to chuf it out.
I do need to chuff it out.
Chuff it!! Chuff it good!! DUH DUH DUH DUH DUH!! WHEE OOOH WHEE OOHH! (little Devo for ya).
I'm in the process of losing someone I poured myself into as well this Christmas.
Thanks for letting me know I'm not alone, and for putting everything into words so adequately that things make a little more sense.
and yet, they don't. strange how that works.
Santa has to deliver what we want one Christmas or another.
Yea December can be a depressing time if you lose someone in both meanings of the word.
I know what it’s like.
Crap in a hat. I know that feeling too unfortunately. Life can be a bitch. I just hope that we all get past it with a better future
Te deseo lo mejor. En este mundo de tragedia, siempre, siempre hay alguien que muestra, da y recibe amor. La soledad es intolerable, pero siempre habra alguien que te quiere. chufealo afuera!
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