December - Poem by Biscuit Collection
December for me is a month filled with special memories that have changed a huge part of my life. It marked for me a new beginning of a more beautiful and promising life ahead. It opened up new doors for me. And it made all possible simply by finding me love. There are so much memories, which I would always keep deep in my heart, memories of which I will never forget, even if I choose to. It had given me the strength, the hope, and the inspiration to be who I wanted to be. And impossible as it may seem, it did show me the direction of the life I wanted to live. Even though it didn’t last long enough to see where it had taken me, it did make me complete even for a while. And given the chance, in spite of the pain, and heartaches of love lost, even of love unrequited, I would no doubt repeat the experience, just to feel complete again. I know that nothing and no one would ever be good enough to fill up what I had lost. I’m just glad that somehow, somewhere in time, we had that chance together. And though these memories would never likely happen again, I would always be glad that once in my life I had that chance to look back to, every once in a while. And though all we had were stolen moments out of time, I still consider them the little things, which has changed the most part of who I have become.
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