December twelfth
Is coming up fast
And I don’t think I’m ready

I can’t believe it’s been this long
Two full years
Without you

I can already tell
My mood will drop down
Because of the way things have been here of late

Every spare second of thoughts I have
That aren’t going toward loving my boyfriend or studying or hating myself
I’m thinking of you

I miss you
So much, you have no clue
And I’m tired of having Christmas without you