if back to the future was possible, i’d like to relive every Christmas.
back when santa claus exist.
with that child on Christmas morning. who’s joys were still naive.
when celebrations meant going to church and countless food feast with friends and family.
a time every year where different colours meet and bright lights flicker endlessly while merry carols fill the air sang by young and oldies alike.
where giving also meant forgiving. somehow hearts are softer. smiles are sincere. love truly tangible.
if you were to view my last most treasured memory from a penseive it’ll be all about the Christmas i’ve spent with my love ones.
this is what brings me back, and what keeps me looking forward.