2011 wasn't the year I lost you,
2012, it is here.
They said you wouldn't make it as far as you did,
Is it really a happy new year?

You made through Christmas and Birthdays,
You tried to make it alright.
You strive for holiday perfection,
We know that each day was a fight.

And now I have come to terms with,
the fact that you;re leaving this year.
I don't want to turn round and face it,
and fake all this holiday cheer.

I hope that your year will be better,
than mine promises to be,
Read this and know that I wish you,
a far better new year than me.