DECEMBER

Memories of December, the cold weather, The warm clothes and the love in the air, The hope to live longer than i was supposed too, because they needed me here, because they wanted me here, because they cared. Time has passed, summer came, and the love started to dry like the teardrops in my face,that started to visit me more frequently these days. One day February came and the hope in the family started again, a young boy was born, and the opportunity presents itself again. Memories of the past started to haunt the December girl, who just wanted to be loved again, but that wouldn't happen anyway, because her past mistakes wouldn't disappear in the wind. The sad days became weeks, the desperate weeks become months, followed by so many years of sorrow, that she lost count. One day she woke up to realize that she was replaced, and nothing could take the pain away. So she vanished in the air, leaving teardrops everywhere.