December

 

You kept me in a snow globe with the first snow of December

Spinned me around, so cold, we danced, it was all good, remember?

The same old bar, we got some shots, I knew your favorite spot.

The one you probably now hate is our last parking lot.

But if you knew, would you have listened? Looked at me while I was Still there?

Or hugged me tighter? Paint a glisten in my saddest ever stare?

Would you love me a bit better? Would you care like others did

when I wanted YOU the closest and you acted like a kid?

Would you envy my own lyrics or would hate the gifts I made?

Would your friends still think you're stupid? Would you ask me on a date?

Would you make me write my love or wear my grief like a medal?

At the end, would we begin? Would I still step on the pedal?

Would you take me to December?