I used to look forward to spending Christmas,
Because those were days when you would look
Your best, and I would sit in awe pretending
Not to look at you, but my eyes would always
Glance at your area and I would fall in love
All over again
Ever since you left, I haven't spent Christmas
Properly, I never enjoyed it the same way anymore,
There was something about your presence that
Affected the way I celebrated Christmas,
Was it the aura you gave because you dressed so well?
Or was it something else?
Whatever it was, I knew you had something
Every time Christmas comes, I would look out
The window and my heart would greet you with
Sorrow and joy altogether