The Perfect Christmas.

What is the perfect Christmas? Is it lots of colorful lights? Pretty things? Winter wonderland? A tree?
For me, Christmas is just a holiday. I know it’s not really Jesus’ birthday.
So, as a holiday, how am I supposed to celebrate it? I don’t have many thoughts. As long as I could curl up in the couch watching dramas, I’ll be okay. That was before. Before I fell in love with HIM.
Maybe you’re thinking ‘there she goes again!’. But no, this time, it’s real.
It took me a long time to find out and realize too. But this year, I really found him. The one.
Only he doesn’t think that I’m ‘the one’ yet. So I’m doing my best to show him. Okay. In my mind, I did a lot. But actually, these past two months, I was just pigging myself out. That doesn’t mean that I’m not plotting anything.
I have a LOT on my mind. Like how am I going to succeed—getting to his side. Especially when I’ve got so many deadly rivals.
I need to find the perfect weapon to knock all ‘em out.
I always get irritated when they climb up, pulling me down. They have a major quality that I don’t have. Actually, it’s more like major QUALITIES. Sometimes, I don’t see myself winning, but when I remember that I do have a tremendous God backing me up, I gain my confidence. So now, I’m thinking about the perfect christmas.
This holiday would NEVER be perfect without this person my my side. I don’t care if I’ll have to cry a whole dam of tears, as long as I get to be with him.
Well, so here’s my idea of spending that perfect christmas.
It could be anywhere, really, as long as I’m with him; but to make it more beautiful, let’s set it in Seoul.
The perfect Christmas could only be perfect if I’ll spend it with him.
Waking up and seeing him first thing in the morning, making him a hearty breakfast, and spending the whole day on a date. Like a normal date. Basic date. One that involves amusement park rides, cotton candy, lollipop, couple clothes, coffee, holding hands while walking down wintry streets. Hugging to keep each other warm under the snow, feeding each other, watching a movie. Chaste kisses. Sweet kisses. Stolen kisses. Being able to trace his face with my fingers. Cuddling and talking heart-to-heart by the fire. Falling asleep in his arms, warmed by his embrace, listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart against my ear…nothing can be as perfect as that.Normal things can be quite perfect if spent with him. Oh gosh, why do i like him so much? Why do I love him so much?
Just thinking about him makes me want to weep. Will this day ever come?
I really really really wish I could keep him warm this christmas.

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