Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 25

lights, bulbs, christmas

You dissect every word I say as if I were poetry.
I am not. I say what I mean and mean what I say,
so please believe me when I wish you a Merry Christmas —
the kind that we would have shared
had you been here with me.

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