December. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

December with out you is a cold time
, is like feeling the rain crying because
everything is over between us.
I'm here asking to the moon to shine into
my heart at least for a night and i can feel
something real for the last time into my heart.
I got to let you go, because you and me
and this love doesn' belong into the books
of the history of love that mean't to be and
you already have man that fulfill your
dreams and fantasies.
So cold it is when you are alone and
I'm here trying to fill the pages of this book
where I'm thinking about you but I cry
into my lonely nights because I'm tired of be
alone in my life.