Bright smiles hanging hearts, stuck between the known and reality of whats really going on. Around this time it would be laughs, love, and cheerful noise that warms your heart leaving you content to forever be remind that this was how it used to be. It feels cold and somber this time around, confused as to the unreal touch left in the room, a gaping hole in the wall filled with the emptiness of your hasty disposal. Maybe when you get a little older you will understand the unfathomable emotional scaring you caused. But lets be reminded tis the season to be jolly. We imagined a time with you around a time where new memories could have been created. But i presume that life style was a more suitable option to create memories in. I wish i could separate Truth and perception to a "T" so that there could not be a single flaw in you. This season also taught me you don't always get what you wish for. I still have faith in you, but for how longer. Tis your season to be doleful, i figure its time for me to move on to...