Christmas celebrations?

I got a red box, I hope she likes it.
Spent a day, looking for the ideal.
Pass it to her when we meet.
The warm feeling I will feel.

The concept of searching, something nice.
One of a kind, on my mind.
Make zero errors, then it will suffice.
What I lost, more than nine.

The paper of value, sadness and frustration it has caused me.
I need to save, and juggle my life as well.
What I'm receiving is not enough. Hardly.
I hope that it would improve, or I'll be living in hell.

Time cannot be written, it is not right.
I shall be gone, before the light. Good night.