Giving Up On Christmas Eve

Its Christmas Eve,
And all are in bed,
But thoughts of you,
Are running thru my head.

Its supposed to be a happy time,
I'm trying to keep my cheer,
For I have a little one to think of,
Who's been waiting for tomorrow...all year.

She's tucked away tight, fast asleep,
Tomorrow is a big surprise,
Up in a flash and to the tree,
I cant wait to see the excitement in her eyes.

For now tho, I am here writing poems,
Trying to pass the time,
Struggling for things to make sense,
Trying to make the lines rhyme.

This is where its gotten to,
Between you and me,
This has to be the worst Christmas ever,
I'm no longer filled with "glee".

I think I realize all hope is lost,
Your simply dragging me on,
Trying not to hurt my feelings,
Decisions don't take this long.

So Merry Christmas, if you may,
You've ruined mine so far,
All I've done for the last few days,
Is wonder where you are.

I was the happiest I'd been in a while,
When things with us were new,
But now I think I'll throw in the towel,
I really feel like were through.

Thanks for not hurting my feelings,
If thats what you want to believe,
I'm giving you the easy way out,
I'm giving up...on Christmas Eve.

*** This is about Bryan, the guy I've been writing poems about lately.....I GIVE UP***