i do so badly want to fall
and the kisses and hugs are written on solid hearts
but i can't bite through them
i have an urge to save them
in their little box,
staring me in the face through the plastic window,
until a new holiday has arrived,
and then i've missed my chance to
celebrate in season.
i let them remain whole
and strong, never letting the
impression fade away.
i must find the courage to
open that box.
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