Christmas.

Christmas lights.
Christmas music.
Christmas gifts.
Christmas movies.
Christmas Eve.
Christmas.

None of it is the same without you, and I don't want any of it.

If the world really does end next year, and this is the last Christmas, I would rather spend it in your arms than anywhere else in this world.

I miss you so incredibly much it literally hurts me.

But, I am glad you are happy. I really am now. Because although you're not happy with me, I'm sure you're happier than you've ever been and that's all I want for you. It's just not what I want for me.