Christmas Without You Poem by Cherie Mort

Soft white lights are strung up in my tiny little room
They cast a warm glow on everything they touch
I gaze up at them as I listen to the music playing softly on my iPod
A pillow is hugged tightly to my chest
Tears fall sideways off my face
My throat feels tightly constricted
I miss you more than you know
It's not like I just have to wait a few more weeks just to see you
It's more along the lines of I'm over here, you're over there
We're so far away it's not difficult to believe we inhabit different astral planes
But in truth we're still on the same green earth
Only, we're not together this Christmas
Just like every other Christmas we've been through alone
It's hard to really like someone
And still feel like the two of you together are more like a set of opposing magnets
Than two halves of a whole heart
Maybe we really can't stitch up the rift between us
And maybe if we could just remove the magnets we'd be able to stitch up our heart without it constantly breaking