When you are between the ages of 0 and 7, you are amazed at Santa's poise and lovingness as he brings you all your deepest desires-- pure magic.
between the ages 8&9, you get a little curious and start snooping, hence the song-"i saw mommy kissing santa claus", that's time where you try to stay up late, sneak around the house christmas eve, and get really suspicious about why those cookies disappeared.
by 10, you think you have it all figured out. but you don't.
but by the time you hit my age (19 and eleven twelfths) it starts all over again.
you start to revert back to the time when you believed in santa.
the day couldn't go better, therefore drawing the conclusion magic must have been used.
you don't snoop, you just believe.
because honestly, if santa doesn't exist, who could've guessed all i wanted for christmas this year was to talk to my best friend? (and make it possible for two hours)
That's right, only santa.
Call me 5 years old, but i believe again.
Awww...magical
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