Christmas time is here, happiness and cheer.

It's cold, quite cold. My feet have started to go numb, but my heart is as warm as a roasted fish. I love the holidays for more than two reasons. But obviously, there's nothing more inviting than a hot mug of steaming cocoa after a pleasant walkabout with your next of kin. Amidst the excitement and romance of the holidays, I cant help but remember all of the people I've loved and forgotten over the years. I'd like to think that they are all sitting around having a drink in great company, and have forgotten all about me. It makes life seem a little less hurtful. That maybe our parting of ways was mutual and our hearts remain unblemished at the end of our parting. And there's no easy answer, no blame to forgive, only an easy sever to the tie that bound us together. But those killing lies don't mean much, in the end. I've never been one to keep anyone in my life if they don't want to be there anymore. It ends up making you feel blue as hell. Maybe I'm just too young to keep good love from going wrong. So I'll just wait and I'll burn. Lover, you should've come over 'cause it's not too late.