Saturday, November 29, 2008
Real Magic
Real magic is a rainbow, shooting star, the way the earth glistens in the morning when the sun is rising and dew is on the ground. A sunset, the smell of rain right before a storm and the clean feeling after it. Having friends who can make you laugh when your feeling down, a hot shower when you tired and sore. Holding hands on a piano bench, your first kiss, being held by the person you love, looking into their eyes and and having them say those three words. Being with someone and silence is not awkward, knowing someone loves you, even when you've made mistakes, knowing you can be forgiven. Thats real magic.
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