It’s Christmas.
You’re the only thing that I miss.
There’s no reason; I never meant anything to you; you never got me a gift.
Holidays were just a time for you to ignore me.
Now I’m here.
Alone.
Clueless.
Wondering why I miss you so much.
Wishing I could call you.
Hoping your new source is way better than me.
Happy holidays motherfucker.
Smitten with Him 
Talk to me :-)