You held me in your arms and whispered, “Baby, I’ll make you my queen,” But darling, don’t you get it- I don’t need your love To make me something I already am.
I believe in Magic. Not the dream come true kind but the gathering I know it’s just some stupid card game But when you don’t know how to make friends Maybe a little magic will help.
Unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you honor the truth that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.