Slow Magic

Yeah, maybe it’d be easier if I kept things the same.
It’d probably make me feel a lot better if I just chose to keep those feelings inside and not blurt them out whenever I felt them.

I think I’d be less terrified about putting my heart on my sleeve and maybe keeping in the cheesy messages more often than not.

It’d be easier to believe I should get used to doing things independently. I could probably live without the idea of love in the future. Or raising kids together.

I would probably live a much safer life if I didn’t care as quickly as I did. I would appreciate my freedom if I didn’t have to consider anybody else’s opinion.

Maybe I would get a lot more sleep and wake up earlier with less of a struggle and without any trouble.

I haven’t wanted the trouble in a long time. You make the trouble seem less “troubling,” and I’m not sure how you do it.

I watched a movie about magic, and it seemed like we were getting ready for the most significant trick at the end. But it wasn’t you.
Maybe I should send them this suggestion, right? It’s easy to make you appear in one place and then at another moment another site.

But how do you explain making me believe one thing and rocking my world in a matter of days? That’s that slow magic.

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