If you were still alive this Christmas, maybe there would still be magic in the air.
Maybe there would be hope in our hearts.
Maybe I would be counting down the days until Santa arrived like when I was a little kid.
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Maybe this time of year would still feel special.
Instead, theres a part of me that wants the season to be over.
If you were still alive this Christmas, maybe our smiles would be authentic.
Instead, our smiles are a show.
Theyre a way to prove were okay.
More than that, theyre a way to reassure everybody else that things are going to be okay.
That were fine and they should be fine and everything is fine, fine, fine.
If you were still alive this Christmas, maybe our celebrations would be a little bit louder.
Maybe the music would be turned up higher so we could dance, not so we could avoid conversations.
Maybe we would drink to celebrate, not to forget.
If you were still alive this Christmas, maybe everyone would have a little more holiday spirit.
Maybe wouldnt be so cynical.
Maybe we wouldnt be thinking about how much things change (for the worst) as we grow older.
A reason to get upset.
A reason to long for the past.
If you were still alive this Christmas, maybe the whole family would still get together.
If you were still alive this Christmas, maybe there would still be magic in the air.
Maybe there would be hope in our hearts.
Maybe we would be excited to decorate the tree and swap presents and sip cocoa.
But maybe we can still celebrate without you.
Maybe we can make new traditions.
Maybe we can miss the past while enjoying the present.
Maybe having a good time on the holidays doesnt mean weve stopped caring about you.
Maybe Christmas can still be Christmas, even if it doesnt feel exactly the same without you here.
