I can sense the magic
Tingling in his eyes
When I look at him, I see
Magic blurring his eyes
His intense gaze guarding me.
But that's not what I want.
Oh, and I know
I hold the power to
Control him
When I'm sad, he
Seems sad about it, too
Yet, when I laugh
I see the sparkling in his eyes
Magic, awoken.
But that's not what I want.
I know, I could
Be the puppet master
But that doesn't seem right,
But that's not what I want.
He brightens up my day
In a completely different way
We were born to be together
Magic pulled us closer
But not in that way,
But that's not what I want.
His eyes are like the deep underground
Filled with emotions
I stop and take a breath
Try to hold it in
I could be the center of his world
Yet I'm afraid I'd
Hurt and be hurt
But I'm trying to be careful,
But that's not what I want.
His eyes
Filled my heart
With magic
His touch
Brought me closer and made me stay
His magic
Possessed me and made me whole
...Maybe that's what I just want.
This is a poem about a girl who tries not to fall in love with a boy because she's afraid. Yeah, she pretty much failed.