Christmas time is here

(This is meant to be read slow.)

When the days plan was to incomplete myself with sad songs and abbreviations and abridged versions of a long life lasting love.

I remembered you today when the red liquid in the glass fell hopelessly. Stuck inside a white sheet of glacial powder that you miss openly and in my attempt to reverse the fall of gravity that's pulling down the mercury I've decided to jot down my thoughts so that you can know just exactly to what extent that I just want you to be here missing a home that's so warm and far away wishing you weren't alone for the holidays like me. My heart was nearly beaten to death when you left.

(The structures of my paragraph are selfish.)

I wonder if you'll remember to call.

edit: you did<3