Not for Singles

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. But I think I went to bed on it too. I was laying there thinking about how I'm alone. Again. As always. But more importantly about how when Christmas rolls around, I'll be alone then, too. Laying in my cold bed with nothing but pillows to keep me company. Because there's no one out here who thinks I'm special enough to spend the day with me. Either that, or it sends "the wrong message". Which apparently is that someone could actually care about me and want to spend time with me on a day where I have no one. A day where everyone has someone. But not me.

I want to be able to say, hey that's ok, I don't need anyone. But I know I do. When it's hard enough to get through a regular day, I know that will be that much more difficult, knowing that other people are having fun with people that care about them, and I would too, if anyone cared enough about me. And the same goes for New Year's Eve too. And all the other holidays that don't include single people.