I would sit beside the window of the restaurant i used to like the most, and the view outside
through which i look, the jingle bells
striking and rhythms that made my
heart cry, while watching the birthday nights people used to reside.

Having together like they are one, to few i look upon happy and kissing , i once wished i had
one too but i was all alone.

Burning the candles dip inside the cupcakes
i used to laugh alone in fear of loosing myself
more than anyone whome i love.

Seeing the children and thier...