It's christmas time,
happy faces everywhere...people are smiling, are laughing. Are happy.
Unfortunately I'm not.
I'm looking out of the window. Everything seems so dark. So dark and cold without you.
I wish you were here. Rigth beside me.
But you aren't. You are so far away.
A small christmas tree is standig in front of me. With a single present, a single christmas card. You gave it to me.
I didn't open it yet. I don't want any presents. All I want is you. John. Dear.
You have hurt me. You have disappoint me.
Suddenly, the door opens. Slowly a smooth drop of light is falling into my living room.
Emma, you whisper. Merry Christmas.
Tears are running down my cheeks. I'm happy, I'm angry. But I can't say anything. You kiss me.
You kiss me and everything is alright.
I can feel your breath. Going faster. I can feel your hand, touching my neck, moving slowly down, under my shirt.
John I whisper. You kiss me again and again, you move slowly, leading me to the the couch.
I know what will happen now. So long I was waiting for this moment.
You take off my clothes, you never stop kissing me.
Merry Christmas Emma, you say again. I'm smiling. Merry Christmas I whisper.
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