A December to remember.
The things that he did,
to the one
he truly loves.

‘Twas in the past,
the feelings the same.
Yes he did fancy things a lot
but the feelings for her
stayed the same.

He tried
but…
Yes, he tried
but could not find
A right time.

Perseverance was in his eyes,
but courage he could not find.

As seconds, minutes,
hours, months passed by
the feelings for her
never went astray.

Life is an open book
you can love it for its cover,
you can hate it for its content
and if her life is a book
he will love it from its cover
to its content
from its introduction
to its ending.

A December to remember,
Forever he will keep.