Our First Christmas

The wind blows through the tress Dry leafs falling to the frozen ground So many people lives here But they don’t make a sound Snow like a blanket on the grass Feeling the chill on the tip of my nose Bouquet of flowers of all colors Jasmines, pink, red and yellow roses She talks to me every day But she don’t let me hold her And no matter how much I beg her to Let me rest my head on her shoulders And she never answers when I said Please, please come back home She would just remained right there And watch me cry and walk away alone I’m the loneliest man in the world Since she came to live in this place I begged her to don’t leave me behind But she left me with tears my face Merry Christmas, I love you She whispers in my ear before she close her eyes And my hopes, my dreams, my aspirations My whole life at that moment passes me by This was to be the first Christmas We was going to spend together We was going to roast mash mellows Drink hot coco and cuddle by the fire I was going to get on my knees And propose my love to her And pray that she said yes And put the ring on her finger And I was going take our wedding vow To love and cherish her for as long as we live The making her happy every second of her life Was going to be my only prerogative But that dream is all gone now Wash away like the snow in the rain And no matter how much I pray to god She will never come back to me again When someone you love has left you You lose your will to survive Shock and sadness consumes you right away Missing the person that belongs in your life There is a feeling of missing a part of you And you are left with sorrow and grieve You whole world was taken from you And you are in dismay an disbelieve I know it’s not your fault to leave Because you know I miss you so much And I just stare at my android phone Can’t call, text, or keep in touch Now I look at the Snow flakes Falling Out side of my window Children making snow mans In the park below The trees are all covered white And glitters like crystals in the sun Cars driving slowly by On the wet slippery ground In the corner of a dark lonely room Stands a dried old Christmas tree This was to be our first Christmas But instead it was our last Without you its hard to live again you promise we will, always be together Now all you leave is your name on a stone And our first Christmas to spend alone