An unhappy holiday

by Ivan Miller   Feb 9, 2007


Christmas, the most joyous time of the year, not for me, not this year, my perfect present is far away, my Christmas won't be so jolly, I'll never get the present I want, a big bright smile from my Christmas day hottie, my best friend and all around pal, a smile on Christmas day is something I would adore, and a kiss under the mistletoe is something I would want even more but unfortunately my Christmas will be incomplete, because on Christmas day there is only one person I want to meet and it isn't Santa Claus, a great girlfriend and even an greater friend, someone to be with until the end, a great person and a wonderful soul, someone who has always told the truth.

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  • 17 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    Such a wonderful present but tragic in that you do not get it.