Our First Christmas
The wind blows through the tress
Dry leafs falling to the frozen ground
So many people lives here
But they don’t make a sound
Snow like a blanket on the grass
Feeling the chill on the tip of my nose
Bouquet of flowers of all colors
Jasmines, pink, red and yellow roses
She talks to me every day
But she don’t let me hold her
And no matter how much I beg her to
Let me rest my head on her shoulders
And she never answers when I said
Please, please come back home
She would just remained right there
And watch me cry and walk away alone
I’m the loneliest man in the world
Since she came to live in this place
I begged her to don’t leave me behind
But she left me with tears my face
Merry Christmas, I love you
She whispers in my ear before she close her eyes
And my hopes, my dreams, my aspirations
My whole life at that moment passes me by
This was to be the first Christmas
We was going to spend together
We was going to roast mash mellows
Drink hot coco and cuddle by the fire
I was going to get on my knees
And propose my love to her
And pray that she said yes
And put the ring on her finger
And I was going take our wedding vow
To love and cherish her for as long as we live
The making her happy every second of her life
Was going to be my only prerogative
But that dream is all gone now
Wash away like the snow in the rain
And no matter how much I pray to god
She will never come back to me again
When someone you love has left you
You lose your will to survive
Shock and sadness consumes you right away
Missing the person that belongs in your life
There is a feeling of missing a part of you
And you are left with sorrow and grieve
You whole world was taken from you
And you are in dismay an disbelieve
I know it’s not your fault to leave
Because you know I miss you so much
And I just stare at my android phone
Can’t call, text, or keep in touch
Now I look at the Snow flakes
Falling Out side of my window
Children making snow mans
In the park below
The trees are all covered white
And glitters like crystals in the sun
Cars driving slowly by
On the wet slippery ground
In the corner of a dark lonely room
Stands a dried old Christmas tree
This was to be our first Christmas
But instead it was our last
Without you its hard to live again
you promise we will, always be together
Now all you leave is your name on a stone
And our first Christmas to spend alone
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