the last xmas we shared
was
the last xmas
i celebrated

i would say
it was because you left
the day lost all meaning

but we both know

i never cared
for the holidaze

pomp and circumstance

all of them

i would buy you roses
because
i wanted to

not because hallmark
said i should

give gifts
out of love
not
necessity

so after you left
so did
pretending

maybe
before you left
pretending stopped

but that was a different kind

this isn’t
an xmas poem

it is
an ex-miss poem

either or lack meaning
nowadays

there’s enough crazy in my life

feels like
you are still here