I hate this month of December
because the memories made, the moments spent together, are still remembered.
The breeze is cold yet warm
and as the days pass, I feel like I am going to reborn,
to survive through this another year,
in which I don't even want to enter.

So many things will be left behind,
every moment is flashing in front of eyes, like I just turned on the button rewind.
I don't want to move on
but life is going to continue just like a melodious song.

So, I'm going to try and smile
even though it's hurts and I feel like crying.
Because I need to go ahead and continue,
this precious life is not going to come back and renew.

This month of December was always so cold,
and there are so many tales that will always stay untold.
Leaving everything behind with this birth month of mine,
let's start this journey again with a glass of red wine.
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