John's Christmas Sonnet

by angeiei77

I found this thing called a Shakespearean sonnet, so I put it in a John's-point-of-view box, wrapped it up in after-the-Fall feels, added a ribbon of Johnlock, and stuck a big angst-and-fluff bow on top. It's under your tree now, if you care to open it up and enjoy it. Happy Holidays! :)

John's Christmas Sonnet

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First Christmas morning, of my greatest wish:
Expecting to find you beneath the tree.
I should have thought my hopes were childish;
Should have known you wouldn't be there for me.

Next Christmas was filled to the brink with tears.
All smiles seemed gone, all my clothes seemed black.
I couldn't keep merry when all my fears
Whispered softly, "He isn't coming back."

Next Christmas was only the hopeless dread
That teetered slowly, then fell much too fast:
I had to accept you were really dead
And that times of us together had past.

But now you and I sit and reminisce:
Today was a reunion and a kiss.