Enchanted Love

The girl you love is a witch.

Not with a broomstick and cauldron and everything.

But you’ve noticed. Things.

The air around her is brighter when she smiles, like everything around her feels her happiness. Colours flare and light beams and everything seems to be electrified by that little giggle she gives.

When she’s sad the rain pours from the sky without end and it seems as though the world cries with her.

The girl you love is a witch.

Not with a broomstick and cauldron and everything.

But you’ve noticed. Things.

She’s uncannily lucky.

Things always go her way and everything she does turns out right.

She always seems to know what needs doing and what you need to avoid. She wins quizzes and prizes like whatever she touches will turn to gold.

The girl you love is a witch.

Not with a broomstick and cauldron and everything.

But you’ve noticed. Things.

She always knows when something is bothering you, even if you don’t show it.

She can always tell exactly when you’re in the mood for water, or juice or hot chocolate, even when you haven’t asked for them.

She always seems to say the right thing to make you smile, every time.

The girl you love is a witch. There’s magic in her that you cant explain.

And damn, you are under her spell so willingly.