Magic

They say, “You find it when you are not looking.”
I say, “You find it when you don’t want it.”
Yet, it was all so magical.

I asked to be left alone
To never get hurt again.
To stay distant and focus.
Yet, it was all so magical.

Who do I lie to?
I have known it all since the beginning.
But I could never believe it.
Yet, it was all so magical.

Starting from the juices and chocolates
To the silly compliments and excuses.
I thought it was all just fun.
Yet, it was all so magical.

The devastating part appeared
When I failed to see all the slips
Or maybe I was overseeing them.
Yet, it was all so magical.

Knowing everything,
It’s something to keep it all in
Because of the constant fear of discontinuity
Yet, it was all so magical.

Because what is love without a little rage?
Being able to conceal it all and just feel it in.
Never condemn but extend it further.
Because, it was all so magical

But the idea of it also had some spark
The adrenaline, the chaos.
As if mimicking a fantasy
Hence, it was all so magical.