Dreamer

i remember, it seems like yesterday. that i couldnt wait for santa to come, because he was the one thing that made my reality not like most, i believed in santa til i was 12 ahaha, its a shame i know but, ive always been a dreamer, someone who cant except reality like most can, there is definatly more to this big picture then the eye can see, and more than the mind can even stratch!. when i found santa wasnt real, it only took my reality and made it worth what? if there is nothing magical in this world, whats the point?the older i got the more i found there is magic in this place called life, something more amazing than santa. i realized this maybe 3 or 5 yrs ago when i was observing. i saw … .love, in every form. It amazed me to see how something could take soo many shapes and sizes, and it still does. love is the magic in this world that many seem to overlook or disregard. and that is why its powers, and strength are so weak now a days.
thats all i wanted to say haha <3