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Christmas this year...
As i wandered aimlessly down the brightly litted lanes of
Orchard road, memories of past years beckon me into a somber mood.
Of how we used to hold eachother's hand and admired the bright lights,
held eachother close as we strolled along in the cool Christmas night.
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As i turned and look at the merryment around me, i saw only love,
joy,
and
happiness
that permeated the night air.
But why do i not feel it so? Why does my heart feel empty
and cold?
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The bright lights may shine down upon my wasted heart, but it does not help
in brightening my mood.
The sights and sounds may resonate in my ears,
but it cannot fill the empty void you left behind.
The warm, glowing Yuletide spirit that radiates from everyone,
does not help to warm the coldness of my heart.
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perhaps i'm thinking too much, perhaps i'm paranoid,
but perhaps,
just perhaps,
you are all that i ever want for Christmas this year.
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I will do anything to hold your hand,
and snuggle you close as we sit by a quiet corner,
just watching the sights pass us by, and breathing in the spirit of togetherness
and Christmas, like how we used to do.
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I love you and i miss you, i did not decide to do so,
simply because i think so.
I love and miss you, because i feel for you.
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Merry Christmas everyone and to you.
Alan gagged and reeled at
9:00 PM
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