I remember the holidays, back when he and I were still together. Back when he said he loved me. He bought me a necklace while he was in Vegas with his family, had his mother flip out when she found out what he'd done. Back then, I meant something. Back then, he was willing to stand up to his mother for me. And now, here I am, thrown away, missing him like crazy, and still not knowing why he left.
My holidays have been empty since he left me.