Christmas
Memories
The
lights on the tree reminded me of that summer’s night we had spent together at
the tip of Jordan Peak. The water below flowed freely¸ the sunset glistening
across its surface; waving this way and that like a glorious mirage.
The
presents that lay beneath, wrapped in emerald and trimmed in gold, brought me
back to that look in your eyes at the moment you said those three words to me
for the very first time.
The
red that decorated the mistletoe made me smile at the thought of the vase of
roses that one sat up on the windowsill in our kitchen. The kitchen where we
once cooked every holiday dinner together.
I
missed those days when you were once here next to me. the time when only an
ocean kept us apart rather than a world of unknown Heavens. The heart of purple
that sat, displayed on the mantle,, next to the Christmas Tree kept haunting me
every time it caught my eye.
Every
Christmas.
Every
New Year.
Every
day and night.
Forever.
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