novembre
November's Embrace: Year-round Longing and Nostalgia
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I miss Christmas at your house
I long for the experience of celebrating Christmas at your home.
Making fuzzy angels in the snow
Recalling joyful memories of creating snow angels together.
My name sounds better in your mouth
There's a special charm when you say my name.
Warm from coffee under the mistletoe
Feeling warmth from shared coffee moments under the mistletoe.
Oh, cars and buses take me places
Expressing a sense of displacement as cars and buses transport to various locations.
But I miss home
Despite physical travels, a longing for the comfort of home remains.
Trains and faces, smiles are fading
Reflecting on journeys and encounters, noticing diminishing smiles.
I just miss home
An emotional yearning for the familiarity of home.
November's all year long now
The feeling of November persists throughout the year.
December never came
December, a month of joy, never arrives, emphasizing a prolonged sense of waiting.
I realize I'm alone now
An awareness of solitude sets in.
But they all think I'm the same
Despite internal changes, external perceptions wrongly assume uniformity.
November
Reiterating the significance of November.
November, oh
An emotional emphasis on the month of November.
November
Continued emphasis on the importance of November.
November, oh
Repeating the emotional resonance attached to November.
I miss Christmas at your house
A recurring desire to experience Christmas at a specific house.
Watching Julie Andrews on the hill
Fond memories of watching Julie Andrews on a hill during Christmas.
I feel much better when you laugh
Feeling uplifted when hearing your laughter.
In the echo, life and time stand still
In moments of shared laughter, time seems to stand still.
I keep changing, but nothing changes
An acknowledgment of personal evolution despite external circumstances remaining unchanged.
I just miss home
An enduring longing for the familiarity of home.
My heart keeps racing, who am I chasing?
Anxiety about the direction of personal pursuits and relationships.
Am I chasing home?
Questioning whether the pursuit is leading back to the concept of 'home.'
November's all year long now
Reiteration of the pervasive influence of November throughout the year.
December never came
December's absence accentuates a prolonged period of waiting.
I realize I'm alone now
An awareness of solitude deepens.
But they all think I'm the same
Despite internal growth, external perceptions remain unchanged.
November
A concluding emphasis on the enduring significance of November.
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