Silent Night

The holidays are coming fast and my heart sinks as I count down each day. 
Replaying every memory, every smile and every damn Christmas song you’d always play. 
I can’t imagine the holidays without you. 
I did not hang any lights or pick out a Christmas tree. 
There are no presents or the smell baked goods, like there use to be. 
I did not hang any stockings or leave any cookies for old Saint Nick. 
The holidays are coming fast and I hope that they end quick.