Magic

“Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.” –Frida Kahlo

He told her she was pure magic

and thought his words would melt

her heart. But she learned long ago

that magic is nothing more than

an illusion, that what you think you see

and what you are truly seeing are not the same

things. So he never understood that

instead of mending the pieces of her

breaking heart, his words were the start of

the unravelling of her all over again.

She knew that in the end she��d be the

only one left on stage, a lone participant

left trembling like a summer leaf

before its consumed by the eternal flame of

her soul as it hurtles through space,

through the trap door of a love that doesn��t

exist anymore. That��s why she stopped

believing in magic and why she never will.