Christmas Eve

o, the traditions we will have.
can't you see it now?

we will not carol, or force ourselves into smiles that have not fit us for quite some time.
we will be. together. that will be our tradition.

we will celebrate Christmas by cuddling close on the floor beside a roaring fire, granted the weather permits, and live. breathe in. breathe out.

we will not annoyingly decorate clutter the outside of our house with fat men and fire hazards. we will decorate our souls with wreaths of joy, a tree of love with ornaments of passion.

can't you see the traditions already? it will be the perfect gift- what i already had. no fights over money or schedules. simply each other.