It was no ordinary Christmas this year.
It was different.
I loved it.
I used to hate it.
Due to the past
But not this year.
This year was fun.
It was a dream comes true.
It was awesome.

The atmosphere was perfect.
My wishes came true.
The feeling was just…right.
It was incredible.
I wanted this for so long.
And this year it became reality.
My day.
The day.

People say it was strange.
Because they don’t understand.
Since it wasn’t what they used to call Christmas.
Just because there were no presents?
And no tree?
And no family?
I tell them wrong.

Totally wrong.
I loved it.
Every minute of it.
And still love every thought about it.
You say I’m crazy?
Well I might be.
It wasn't snowing.
It wasn’t even cold that day.
In fact, it wasn’t even December.

It was August.
It wasn't at home; it was in a concert hall somewhere in my hometown.
The screaming from the audience was sweeter than any bell.
The air tasted better than candies.
The crown was my family.

And the music was the present.
The best one I ever got.
And you guys where like Santas.
Just cuter.

Thanks for a wonderful Christmas.
The best I ever had.