Friday, January 1, 2010

What I Wanted For Christmas

You can't hold it up and stare at its beauty glistening in the light. You can't bring it in close to your nose and enjoy its aroma. You can't brush it gently across your skin to delight in its soft pleasure. You can't read or watch its contents and giggle or cry along with the story. There's no label to wear proudly and no fine establishment to cash it in at.

My Christmas wish was for an apology and a long ago promise fulfilled. It never happened. I knew it wouldn't but I still wanted it and hoped. Some people in this world are more quick to make empty promises and put themselves first. They would rather live their life for themselves and think nothing of the pain they cause others.

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