It’s Christmas eve and my thoughts can’t stay away from you. I know I am far from your thoughts, but it doesn’t matter tonight. Tonight I am tired of pretending this heart was not made to love you. I am tired of pretending I am not who I know I am. I am tired of hearing my deepest thoughts are misgiven. Just once, if only for a moment, if only for one beat of your heart, let these words find a home deep in your heart. Tomorrow I will go on with this charade and pretend I am just a fool. You don’t have to say anything, let your silence be your gift for me today. Just let me exist as I was born. I may not know what is like to kiss those lips, but I have memorized every piece of that broken heart. I love each piece for the miracle. I love your broken heart, and all it’s countless pieces. Maybe it’s possible my heart could match your in love, and happiness. Maybe my heart could heal the pain that haunts your dreams. What if there are secrets I keep that would make you understand your destiny. What if you are wrong about me? In you will always have a perfect love that understands, love and protects. You are and always will be the end that I have always known. Give me a chance to make everyone of your dreams come true.