Merry Christmas

I can't even think about being around you. Last year, I was begging for the fudge you made me once. What happened to us? Where did we go? Why aren't we talking about what's happening this Christmas. I have the day off work and you know I don't celebrate. Why am I not coming over on Christmas to hear everything and laugh with your family. I'm thankful I can still remember your laughter before all this. Your brothers all getting wound up on chocolate. I had a spot in your family. I had a spot with you. Where are you? It's all I want for the holidays, to hear something from you. Who does this to a person? Who just walks off? Where's my best friend? Where's my love? We spent every day after school together for years. I'm scared to go back to college because you might be there. When you're drunk, I can at least see you without you leaving. Sober, you run away from me. When will you come back? Will you come back? Your room was blue with a sliver stripe. Is that poster still in your closet? At least spend a day with me. A day where we can be us again. Laugh and play games and talk. You could stab me afterward for all I care, I just want a hint that you're not lost. I want just a hint that there's still something I recognize in you, something I still love.