The Truth About Magic

by Atticus Poetry

“I don’t know many things with any certainty,” she said “but snuggling feels important.”

One of those forever kinds of friends where anything can happen and nothing will change— they just always are and forever will be.

I love you he said to the end of all things and on— and she smiled soaking in the infiniteness of it all.

Have you ever had a feeling there’s more to you than the person everybody else sees a person hidden deep within the very fabric of your soul— you must pull that thread unravel the truth of you and wake within yourself that great giant you already know you can be.

LOVE WAITS FOR ALL OF US QUIETLY IN THAT PLACE WHERE NO ONE IS LOOKING.

All she wanted was that cozy love the kind that felt like hot chocolate, rainstorms or wood fires in small houses hard to describe but you know it when you got it.

True love happens at the edge of all things a lavender place between wake & sleep.

We fall in love with the little things somebody loves about the world like music, rainy days, or peanut butter sandwiches— and it doesn’t matter what they are, it’s just that they love them and that makes us happy.

She didn’t make my demons disappear she made me strong enough to fight them.

There will always be that moment when we look at someone for the first time in love with them.

I don’t know the meaning of life, but kissing a girl while drunk in the rain is pretty damn close.

In the right love we will discover new love for ourselves.

I LIKE TO THINK GOD SMILES AT SOME OF HER BEAUTIFUL SUNSETS.

She wasn’t looking for the perfect person she was looking for someone to catch her imagination and remind her what she was looking for.

The way he talked of their dreams it made her want to grab his hand and run quickly into their tomorrows.

She was a queen safe and unconquerable in the wild walled kingdoms of herself.

She had an uncanny energy for life thankful for every little miracle it bestowed— and it made her entirely impossible to live without.

She was a storm the kind of girl you needed to lose yourself to find somewhere up half a bottle of whiskey and down half the moon of sky.

In her heart and soul she set fire to all things that held her back and from the ashes she stepped into who she always was.

SOME GIRLS LOOK GOOD IN DIAMONDS, SOME GIRLS MAKE DIAMONDS LOOK GOOD.

I’ll forever chase the girls like you that make me feel a little more like me.

I LOVE PEOPLE BUT WOW DO I ALSO LOVE NO PEOPLE.

You will find that most of life’s toughest and more existential questions can be solved or indefinitely postponed by spending more time around the people you love.

It’s too sunny today. I just need you, some blankets and a storm.

HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE HE SAID A TAPESTRY OF SCARS.

It’s good to be with someone who has been through hell— life is hard, and strange, and a lot of shit happens. And when someone’s been through the worst of it already, pain doesn’t come as much of a surprise, they just sit down tie their shoelaces wave to old demons, and get on with it.

Poetry at the wrong time is madness poetry at the right time is magic.

People will say you’re beautiful but it takes a special person to make you believe it.

Bookstores are wormholes to all the could-have-beens, the has-beens, and all the maybe-be’s.

If I conquered all my demons there wouldn’t be much left of me.

Your scars are not your shame he said they are your story, and I love stories.

What a perfect sound, he said, that laugh, like when the sun warms your face through the clouds.

Keep your kingdoms give me only the open road the stars in the sky the smell of a campfire around the next bend and I will be as rich as any king.

Each beautiful thing we love starts first as the dirt of dust and stars.

I hold my breath for love or death or whichever comes sooner.