The gift I know I want

I can buy my own clothes and shoes. I can choose the accessories I want to use. I can eat where I want to, when I want to. I can travel to places I've never been to, even if I'm by myself. I can afford to buy any gadget that I like if I want to. 


I have everything that I want or need. But why do I feel like I can never be complete?


Presents has been wrapped and tucked underneath our Christmas tree. Lights flicker on our window and the Snow Man toy kept playing "Jingle Bell Rock." I still don't feel the warmth of Christmas.


I guess I've been to lonely; too emotional these days that I can't move anymore. 


I wish someone can make me laugh. Someone who will share with me interesting stories. Who can cuddle with me and tell me that they want to build their future with me. Who can kiss me so lovingly and passionately and hold me so tight that tears will fall from my eyes. Someone I can call "home." Someone who will make me believe in myself again and will be there to build my dreams together with me. Someone who will give me what I've lost this entire time. 


I don't want gifts wrapped in fancy paper and bows. All I want for Christmas is HOPE.