I’m sitting here in dread
Memories of you filling my head
Sitting here so totally alone
Afraid of Christmas on my own
It was always you and me
Doing Christmas so merrily
Then you had to go and die
Leaving me with no goodbye
Losing you was such a blow
I know you didn’t choose to go
But I’m the one that’s left
I’m the one lonely and bereft
And for that simple reason
I close the curtains on the season
I will make my Christmas solitary
And not have to try to be merry
And I will avoid the usual jollity
All our friends and their frivolity

Comments
Stan | December 13, 2011 - 17:09
Is this from personal experience? If it's any consolation... you won't be alone in being alone. Lots of us out here.
The other thing is, this 'trying to be merry' hits it on the head for so many, too. There's a lot of putting on false fronts at this time of year, I feel.
Biggus | December 13, 2011 - 20:04
Thanks Stan, I'm fortunate enough to be writing about what I've seen rather than what I've experienced.