Archive for the month "December, 2011"

May the coming year be as bright as the sky will be tonight.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 31

We might not have chestnuts roasting on an open fire or snow glistening in a winter wonderland, but just before the year is through, come on -- it's lovely weather for a boat ride together with you.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 30

‎For the longest time, I know you've been trying to find your way home, and most of the time, I wish you would. But I must confess that there are times when I wish you wouldn't, so that I could keep you here with me.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 29

Just for today, let's not plan where we're going. Let's make nothing but right turns and see where they lead us.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 28

You were looking for fireworks, but you were surprised why they ended so soon. Fireworks are so much like young love: a fiery display of colors -- nothing more, nothing less.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 27

"Where are you? I've been waiting. You said you'll be home for Christmas." "I am home."

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 26

You dissect every word I say as if I were poetry. I am not. I say what I mean and mean what I say, so please believe me when I wish you a Merry Christmas -- the kind that we would have shared had you been here with me.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 25

Wherever you may be, let Christmas lead you back home.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 24

I stopped believing in the Easter Bunny when I was six, the Tooth Fairy when I was seven, and Santa Claus when I was eight. But years have passed and here you are. Suddenly, there are eggs in my basket, coins under my pillow, and gifts underneath my tree.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 23

This is the story of us: abandoned before constructed.

Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 22