magic
(may 3 + 5-6)

when i'm not dreaming i'm thinking of you

you make me believe in what i hear

through sunrises, sunsets, and all in between

nothing much as you has made me cry so many tears

but it's okay, because i know what it means

i know i don't love you, so what will i do?

for my last magic trick, for you, me, and her

i'll go against myself and make you disappear