If I could have one thing for Christmas, right now it would be you.

Seemingly, every lost love, every broken heart, every failed try,

leads you to true love.

My past heartbreaks I take to mean I was not yet ready for that love.

But could I find it in you? Could I find it in your radiant smile?

Is it you?

Are you my love, a million miles away?

I have not the first clue where you reside or even what you do.

But…something unnatural attracts me to you.

Of every female I could be drawn to, every woman that comes my way,

I’m constantly dreaming of you. Not that you notice my existence.

A hello here or there, oftentimes days apart.

A smart remark or a smiley face, I know you do not think of me.

Your brain does not contain an image of my smile, you do not wish to know me.

If I could have one christmas wish it would be you, but since I cannot,

I’ll keep singing my Christmas Blues.

I wrote a lot today. And NO this was not a part of it.

This is more like myyy “cheesy poetry” of the day. I write a lot of it unfortunately. Often it consists of something I’m feeling…there are so many things and so many thoughts that require my energy daily, that the things that plague me most come out…like this.