We've hardly talk like we used to.
We've hardly text like we used to.
Just sitting next to him, it makes me content.
It's a year now.
I'm still in love with him.
I miss him every now and then, all the time.
Sometimes it's so hard to believe that he loves me too.
Yet, I feel it.
This is the closest I feel to magic,
and I'm under his spell.
It might be fleeting, but I'm willing to take this risk ;
It's worth it.