My December

This is my December
this is my snow covered home
this is my December
this is me alone

and I
just wish that I didn’t feel
like there was something I missed
and I
take back all the things I said
to make you feel like that
and I
just wish that I didn’t feel
like there was something I missed
and I
take back all the things I said to you

and I give it all away
just to have somewhere to go to
give it all away
to have someone to come home to

This is my December
these are my snow covered dreams
this is me pretending
this is all I need

and I
just wish that I didn’t feel
like there was something I missed
and I
take back all the things I said
to make you feel like that
and I
just wish that I didn’t feel
like there was something I missed
and I
take back all the things I said to you

And I give it all away
just to have somewhere to go to
give it all away
to have someone to come home to

This is my December
this is my time of the year
this is my December
this is all so clear

And I give it all away
just to have somewhere to go to
give it all away
to have someone to come home to

–Linkin Park</center>

"Ahh fuck you." Vincent sighed as he waved at his girlfriend.

"Hey, fuck off, what’s this shit all about anyway?" She retaliated.

"What’s this shit about!? What the fuck do you think it’s about!? It’s about the fact that you ate all our fucking chocolate, don’t bullshit me, you know exactly what it’s fucking about!" Vincent screamed as his fist hit the table.

"What, so suddenly, I get drunk, fuck some guy, and I’m a fucking slut?"

"It’s not about that Kirsten! It’s about this!" Vincent started to cry as he held up his hand and pointed to a golden ring.

"Yeah, fuck you, this is what I think about that!" She screamed as she pulled off the golden band on her finger and threw it out into the snowstorm outside.

"What about Zane? He’s in his fucking bedroom crying, because his mum and dad are out here tearing each other apart mentally!"

"You fucking get out of my house! Zane is staying here with me! GET OUT!" Kirsten screamed as she motioned for the door.

"I’m outta here then!"

Vincent turned around and grabbed his bear skin jacket, tightening it onto him, he moved down the hallway towards Zane’s room, without opening the door he spoke to his son.

"Daddy has to go now… I’ll be back soon…" He went to the door, stopping as he passed his guitar case. He strapped it to his back then moved quickly out of the house, and into the snowstorm outside. "I don’t need you anyway…"