Back In December

Back in December when I have most good, memories about you.
Back in December we're we had our first and,last kiss. Underneath the mistletoe. 
Back in December our young and denial love,once grew. Then it failed out,of place. 
Back in  December the weather was cold, and I found out.  That your love for me, was pure colder then. The blizzard. 
Back in December my new chapter starts,  without you.
Back in December.
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