You were my Christmas gift last year,
all wrapped up in a smile.
You kept me warm through the winter,
but your love froze over
before the first bloom of spring.
For months I’ve cried over
the absence of you.
Time hasn’t made it easier
to move on,
just harder to let go.
So here I am with another holiday
hanging over my head like mistletoe,
as I pile myself on the cold floor
next to the lonely Christmas tree.
Waiting for you
to come find me here
and open me up so
I can relive the memories
all over again.