Tag: where-is-the-magic

I push the bookshelves down.

I delete the playlist I’ve always kept around.

I unsubscribe from any service that streams movies.

I’m tired of being love’s groupie.

Hopeless romantic,

the space between real love and I is as wide as the Atlantic.

They made me believe that you were magic,

and that you were on the way.

All you ever fucking did,

was stay away.

–S.