#7 & #8: Happy Holidays

December Ends

Hitting midnight on the 1st of an age-old 
December. One in green and one in red 
both alone found one another on the same
page where the rain never stops hitting. 
The winds blowing In all directions pushing 
them in each other’s stories. 

The amber sparks when they touch hands 
embrace without even thinking. A winter 
awakening neither thought was possible, but
the thought of what does this all mean when
the rain stops, and the spring peaks through?
They both thought about what happens when 
this December Ends? 

Green was always used to seeing crimson.
Everyone never asked them what they needed
to see some clear? Instead, their eyes always
faced into the winters rushing clear waves. But
when Green found Red it felt like everything 
Faded into the winter clear and all that was left
was a bed where they held hands.

As they laid there Green could not help but 
think what does this mean when midnight
hits on the 31st of a never imagined December? 
scared to close their eyes out of fear of imaging
that this moment will be but a dream when 
this December Ends?

Red always saw paper and silver followed 
by gold, but voices always in their ear, hands
always forcing a connection. Running into 
a cheating soul after another until Red retreats
into the dreams of Green. 

Red lifts their head and ask what do we do 
when December ends? Go separate ways to 
end the story and pretend it was nothing but a 
winter rained out memory. Tears from both
ends, as the chapters turn to another to the 
next page they both think what do they do when
this December Ends?

They start to pull away as the clocks get closer
to midnight. Both decide on what is right while
each know that this ending is wrong. Red leaves 
the page and Green stay on the same line. Red
pauses in the clear as the clock strikes a new 
Time, but then the rain clears and Green stands 
in the new clear. Both stand in the ending. They
both said as they embraced...

Even though this December Ends, the story only
begins...



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Last December 

I chose to be alone when the winter rain 
came pouring in, but I always got a knock
on the 24th December. A gift came wrapped
for the 25th of remembrance. I felt like the 
Winter was like my amber it burned me to keep
me to myself, though I knew it was you behind
the door, the gift it wasn’t until Last December 
I knew it were you...

Last December is all I need to remember 
that you were always there for me. When 
you put the lights up and around the tree. I 
could finally see that you were always there 
for me. I was murderously blind the winter’s end
because I thought that every December just 
had to be me. 

A one on me love style, no type of love story. 

Never thought in December I would be here
entangled in a love story. Thought it would end
when spring peeked through the winter rain. 
Though like the weather you were unpredictable. 
You stayed, kept me in, but always giving me 
a way to leave and be me. 

This December is all I needed to see that winters 
never have to be alone. When the lights go up
on the tree I don’t need to be alone to feel free.
I opened up early unlike the winter because I 
thought every December would only just be me. 

I remember, in came a winter awakening to
be honest...

Never got the snow, but I always felt the rain.
Free on cold December nights didn’t have to
find someone just to hold onto until December
ends. I always gave a gift to myself, any  
December I felt right nothing could come and
make me believe anyone else was needed. 

Behind that winter awakening was you, like 
the rain always there…

Last December is all I need to remember 
that you were always there for me. When 
you put the lights up and around the tree. I 
could finally see that you were always there 
for me. I was murderously blind by the winter’s 
rain because I thought that every December just 
had to be me. 

A one on me love style, no type of love story. 

Next December, may come faster than the last
but when I’m there it’ll feel like forever. Burning
like a winter amber. Last December was all I needed
to remember that it was always you. This December 
was I needed to see that winters never have to be
alone...