on the eve of the eve of Christmas day

the grinch returned my heart

one year ago on this same day

he promised never to part

a step into the wrong kind of bliss

now we struggle to forget

from now, for every Christmas day

there'll be remnants of regret

the end of me

what I've become

the end of me

I've come undone

x

a poem a day 

to keep the pain away

the pain of having failed

to keep you at bay

I wish I could have you

I wish you could stay

but after all these while

you still went away

x

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"and I, will swallow my pride.

you're the one that I love,

and I'm saying goodbye" 

I stand by the phone

I wait by the door

It's such an irony

Cos I told you not to call

I said not to find me

I didn't want to speak

But when you ain't calling

I sit here and weep

My mind's a mess

My heart's a blur

When you're not beside me

There's so much I fear

But I know I can't have you

I know we can't be

If you really love me

It's time to set me free

What type of love could it be?

If we’re not together

What type of love could it be?

From January to December

What type of love could it be?

If fate disagrees

What type of love could it be?

If something is amiss

What type of love could it be?

If all my heart is yours

What type of love could it be?

When all your thoughts are crossed

What type of love could it be?

I wish I knew

What type of love could it be?

It could be you

I could live with your ghost

if you say that's the most 

that I'll get