Love is like magic
Its a spell cast on you
It's not a curse
Or an evil omen
Or anything like that i swear
It's a spell that makes you the happiest person on the planet
Or maybe the universe
That spell cast is a joyous union of unending bliss that can't be bought or sold, only obtained by holding two different hands around it
So tell me why no one believes in magic?
If true love is a spell then why does no one believe in magic when that's all true love is.

You took one step and I held my breath-
You were toxic.. I didn't need that.
I was wasting away and you made me decay,
Now I notice you are always there to watch me when I fall.

Do you even think of me, when you're lying alone in your bed?
Does your heart fill with agony when you realise...
You don't know me at all.
Mine does.

I am sick of burning from your words, lashing out at me.
Sweeping up after my ashes is starting to hurt.
And I am so tired of you hauntig me,
Don't you get bored from always hurting me?

I don't think I loved him for the mask of light he wore
But the ugly darkness underneath that matched mine.