Did not know it was written for us
Forgot a word somewhere
Misread the signs
The potions bubbled over
Did not see it in the stars
The cards were all wrong
Or maybe one was missing
The leaves must have been of the wrong kind
Scry till my hands hurt
Chanted till light turned to darkness
chased away the morning sun
Only to invite the night
Frozen with pain
Thought it would help
The wind howled
The windows rattled
Glass broke
Lights flickered
The phone never rang
The door did not open with a bang
You really are gone