It was about 10 o'clock at night when he was all done with his bedtime rituals, he

jumped into bed and thought about he more. Why did he want her? It's her. There really

wasn't anything special about her. Who was he kidding, of course there was. He could have

almost any girl, but her and that's one he wanted. He never had an actual girlfriend that

loved him, or really cared about him. He wanted someone to love, to hold, to truly care about

him. He knew it had to be her.

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I want my baby

I want some to love me

Someone to hold

And maybe she'll be all my own with a big red bow

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He went to the thoughts of how he could have her. He'd tried to be nice to her, but

he guessed she never noticed. He's said 'hi' and never said anything to offend her. He

avoided starting fights with her friends and opened doors for her. He was always nice, he

didn't understand how could she not notice it. I mean, before he'd purposely pick fights and

stand behind to taunt them, be he's changed. He kept this "niceness" since the beginning of

the year until now. It was really hard for him to not just beat the shit out of her best

friends, always asking him stupid questions and stuff. He held back by biting his finger. (yes,

he has made himself bleed a few times). He realized all the things he's done for her and his

eyes widened. He really was in love with her. He thought he was lying before, but now he

understands. Now he knows the truth.

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Santa can you hear me?

I have been so good this year

And all I want is one thing

tell me my true love is here

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He closed the lights and was ready to drift into sweet sleep. His last thought

before entering slumber was of her. Her face. Her smile. Her being with him…

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She's all I want

Just for me

Underneath my Christmas tree

I'll be waiting here

Santa, that's my only wish this year.

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