Magic

I’ve been bruised by thunder, kissed by rain,

Taught my heart to whisper through the pain.

Then you walked in like a melody I knew,

But had forgotten how to sing to.

You didn’t chase me—you just stayed,

Spoke in silence like the world obeyed.

And every wall I built came down so slow…

Like it knew it had to let you go.

I never believed in fate,

But you wrote your name in the lines I break.

And I breathe easier with you near—

Like love’s the only sound I hear.

It’s magic—how you see me like I’m whole.

How your hands don’t fix, they hold.

You never tried to change the storm—

You just danced in it until it warmed.

It’s magic—how you found me in the dark,

And lit the sky behind my scars.

You don’t just love me—you begin me.

And baby, that’s the spell you spin me.

You don’t ask for perfect days,

Just for space to dream and strength to stay.

You read my mind in lowercase—

Speak to every shade I can’t erase.

And when I fall too far, too fast—

You anchor me with nothing asked.

No grand design, no master plan…

Just fingers tracing who I am.

I never believed in fate,

But now I know why the chaos came.

To clear the path that led to you—

Where love feels less like myth… more like truth.

It’s magic—how you hold me like I shine,

Even when I’m cracked in time.

You don’t try to fix the past—

You just love me where I’m at.

It’s magic—how your breath becomes my calm,

Like your voice rewrites my wrongs.

You don’t just love me—you begin me.

And baby, that’s the spell you spin me.

No wands, no words, no fairytales—

Just your name, and I exhale.

If this is real, don’t wake me up…

I’d rather drown than give it up.

It’s magic—how you see through all my scars.

Like you mapped them into stars.

You don’t run from who I’ve been—

You just open every door within.

It’s magic—how your love became my grace,

Like your heart gave mine a place.

You don’t just love me—you begin me.

And baby, that’s the spell you spin me…