It's been several months
I've lost the nerve to count dates
Who's still waiting? Who does the other hate?
Is a reunion what this one wants?


Others move on and know all about such
To let go, find another love, surely they'd know much
To sell yourself to ever open opportunity
Instead of growing your investment through love, time, and maturity


Others gallivant while others drink
And other hold their hands while staring down at the sink
Surely one must move on eventually, is that so?
Or one shall never again find peace, have their skin glow


Others can orchestrate such beautiful stories
But they're words as hollow as them, holding no history
Do the bitter long for a past long gone?
Or do the better let it slide, through exercise and songs?


Alas, it's a pleasure none the less
To have always been their, for each other's mess
To have known you, through love and absence
I hope your Christmas is as snow white and gracious as your soul
And I hope you're eyes find beauty even when you grow old