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.