A Song to Thank You

Yes, I listened to a Christmas song in August.

“Thank You” by Pentatonix

Oh, Lord, it’s been a year
With little joys and little fears
It’s finally here, Christmas day
My love, I need some hope
A little faith, a hand to hold
It’s awfully cold, Christmas day

—
Watch the snow fall down like me sometimes
But you pick me up and then pick me up again
Like the winter leaves I can’t survive
Without your light

—
Thank you for your smile
It’s warmer than the fire
Your gentle laughter
Is sweeter than a choir
I’ll never know
The right words to choose
So all I can say
Is thank you

—
We fell into the snow
And talked about growing old
So here’s to a hundrеd more Christmas days
This house will be our homе
And my heart will be your own
As the candles glow, Christmas day

—
Watch the snow fall down like you sometimes
But I’ll pick you up and then pick you up again
Like our winter tree on Christmas night
It needs some light

—
Thank you for your smile
It’s warmer than the fire
Your gentle laughter
Is sweeter than a choir
I’ll never know
The right words to choose
So all I can say
Is thank you
Thank you

—
Spent all this time hanging lights
But I’m just blinded by your eyes
I look outside, the ground is white
But you and I should probably stay inside

—
Thank you for your smile
It’s warmer than the fire
Your gentle laughter
Is sweeter than a choir
I can’t believe
This year you’ve got me through
The least I can do
Is thank you

The weird thing is, while listening to this, the words started speaking to me, from me. Like, to my past self. Thank you, for picking me up again and again. Your smiles, the real ones, are warmer than the fire. Your laughter, the real laughter, means more than a choir. Like, “I can’t believe/this year you’ve got me through,” but you did.

So thank you.

“So here’s to a hundrеd more Christmas days
This house will be our homе
And my heart will be your own”

and I will take care of your memory

like you took care of me.