|just tell me where it hurts
||[Dec. 21st, 2005|03:31 pm]
age -ver -req
|||||alkaline trio-mercy me||]|
my dislike for Christmas is growing daily. for some reason i'm just not with it this holiday season. usually i'm freaking out happy about this time of year but this year i could really care less. no matter how many christmas lights i look at or how many boring Christmas radio songs i make myself listen to, i still can't shake it. some of it probably has to do with not having any decorations in my apartment, yes that's right, no tree. sad i know but i'm not going to waste my money on something that upsets me. the reason why i'm not "digging it" this year is because i don't have anyone to "dig it" with. the holidays are leaps and bounds better when you have someone to share them with. someone to bring with you shopping, the company party, dinner christmas eve, dinner christmas day, most important the gift exchange - you can't wait to give the big one to her, but you have to save it for last. you watch her aimlessly as she opens her gifts, waiting on every second for that look of suprise and gratefulness toward you. it's the look in her eyes when all the presents are gone and you tell her you forgot about one. you go to the back room and come out with a big box and give it to her. she doesn't even know what to say she just want to see what's in it. she tears open the first box, and to her suprise, another box. this continues until the sizes of the boxes start to hint toward the contents inside as the smile on her face gets bigger, her eyes wider. finally she gets to the end, her reaction is irreplacable, her smile captures you, the love is real. i will never forget that Christmas, the best one in my life, if it doesn't compare with that what's the point? you tell me.