Magic
What we have is so
strong
That it doesn’t even
matter
What words r o l l off my
tongue,
Or how many tears r o l l off
my cheek.
This thing that holds us
together
One thing we haven’t
talked about
They call it love,
And I’ve never felt it
before
And if this isn’t
love,
Then it
doesn’t exist.
The closest thing we will ever
have to magic.
Is it logical that
there is such thing as love
But not magic?
And the way you make me
feel
When you cup my face
with your hands.
And more than I want a
perfect
life,
I want
you.
No one said this was going to
be perfect
But I love you so
perfectly,
That it no
longer matters.
I love that we take this one
day at a time.
One kiss, one hug, one hand-hold at a
time
So we know for sure that
what we feel is really true.
^^^all
mine
