I miss you
It's the holidays, last year I didn't give you your present. I thought you would not like it. Last minute I changed my mind and didn't give you anything. We don't talk anymore, and I regret not giving you your present. We were best friends, I had a piece of work I did. A photograph of us, I overlaid it with a poem I wrote. It told you, I loved you more than a friend. I hate the holidays. Memories haunt, and I still have your unopened gift and year old, I would still give it to you. I still love you.