I am not magical... although I try.
Some days I'm really quite human..
I break and I cry..
But I get back up and fight..
I may lay silently crying in bed at night thinking of the things that went wrong with us...
But I get up the next day and smile despite it all.
I can't afford to fall apart.
So I continue on.
I find the funness of life...
With or without you.
Knowing that you never cared anyway.
You risked our love for 3.33....
That's a slap in the face...
But there's no time to break..
I have to keep going even though this hurts me unbearably.
I just can't understand the lies and the deceit.
I can be magical through it all.
there's a need for that in this harsh world.

E.J.M.