For Christmas,
I want you under a tree
sitting with a bow
saying you love me
I want the distance to close
just like my eyes do when I imagine you being here
everyday
I want to know that when I go to sleep
it'll have been because it was your duty
and when I wake up
you'll still be next to me
That the long conversations at night
will be exchanged face to face
And that our bodies will be the only thing between us
The memories that swarm my mind will be shortened
because we are making new ones as I remember the old
The fights that weren't remembered
and the kisses that were, provide laughter as we look back
I want distance to not be the reason why I can't see you
but time,
time from our busy lives to make our way to each other
I want you for Christmas
cliche as it may be,
my only wish is to wake up
and see you under that tree
holding a bow,
and saying you love me.
Dec 25, 2011
Dec 25, 2011 at 3:50 AM UTC
For Christmas,
I want you under a tree
sitting with a bow
saying you love me
I want the distance to close
just like my eyes do when I imagine you being here
everyday
I want to know that when I go to sleep
it'll have been because it was your duty
and when I wake up
you'll still be next to me
That the long conversations at night
will be exchanged face to face
And that our bodies will be the only thing between us
The memories that swarm my mind will be shortened
because we are making new ones as I remember the old
The fights that weren't remembered
and the kisses that were, provide laughter as we look back
I want distance to not be the reason why I can't see you
but time,
time from our busy lives to make our way to each other
I want you for Christmas
cliche as it may be,
my only wish is to wake up
and see you under that tree
holding a bow,
and saying you love me.
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