under

sitting next to you without cheer

ill be alone on christmas.
ill sit by the fire wishing something else to happen.
be next to candlelit scented fire casting through the walls of my house.
and the strengths of my soul.

new years eve will come up.
and ill still be sitting there.
wishing i was with that person,
hoping they will know,
and jump into the sky and fly to me.

they would spread the wings.
and fly like an angel,
and brighten the sky im looking at.

i see images in the stars.
i see you and myself sitting next to a pile of leaves and snow.
wishing upon stars on new years day.

if only that could happen...