Put you in the failure file
You seem well versed in heartbreak

I've spent my lifetime trying to prove magic was real. Wishing on stars and chasing nonexistent mermaids. As an adult I became disheartened and "logical" nevertheless secretly wishing it still to be true. I've realized magic is real. Magic is the connection between two people who can't stop smiling for two seconds around each other and have somehow found one another out of the 7 billion of us. It's what the french call je nais sai quoi. Its the instant connection and perfect banter that sets them apart from the rest. It's the sparkle in their eye, the reflection of that mysterious and unexplainable feeling manifested. It's the elusive feeling we spend our short time here chasing beyond all reason. Some call it fate but I call it magic.

When I spoke from my heart it penetrated the soul
That's why all those girls have never filled your gaping hole

The definition of love is distinct to each individual. The experiences throughout your lives that have shaped and defined our opinion of love. How can you only love one person the rest of your life when your versions of love are different. Love fades because priorities shift or change. Evolution is the murderer of love. Perhaps proof that opposites do not attract. And how can you rotate lovers to coincide with what matters most to you at that time in your life and the adversities that you go through together how can that affect the core and dynamic of your relationship?

You put a smile across my face
You lift me up on gloomy days
You help me keep the dark at bay
I'm unfamiliar with your ways
Somehow I manage to navigate
The twists and corners of your maze
our views, our soul, are all the same
One question snaps me out of daze
"Is love only a twist of fate?"
And if pray so do feelings fade?
Not much longer will we have to wait
To figure out if destiny is just cliché
I know I've found my true twin flame
If u dare to follow ill lead the way...

You're sunny disposition
& I'm a black cloud
I'm introverted
you lean towards loud
I lack the confidence
You're extremely proud
Your soul is exposed
Where mine wears a shroud

Searching for something to fill me up
Looking for answers in the bottom of a cup
Existential crisis, need some advice
Unfortunately reality is never that nice