Could it be inside of me, flowing freely, staying completely unseen?
Or is it inside of someone else, living there, just invisible?
Is it the feeling that exists between two souls, that blindingly white emotion called Love?
In the quiet silence, my mind escapes my body to find an alternate answer.
With no response, my conscience grows sadder, and my defense lags even greater.
I seem to be unable to find the conclusion to this unrefined delusion inside my mind.
This feeling of Love, is it a rational thought, or is it something that can be bought?
Made of pure Magic and human desire, combined into one, it turns into fire.
I'm locked inside an unrelenting phase that offers an enchanting, mystic haze.
I feel satisfied without knowing the true and final answer.
Aside from it all, I'd like to experience it myself, instead of being told.
Mistakes, heartbreaks, laughs, and tears, I'll learn from them all as I grow old.
There's only one person you should want to spend your entire life with.
Some people believe that's a lie, a long-lifed myth.
But when we experience Love, we know it's reality.
It makes the world seem like fantasy in some ways.
Magic, Love, and life, the ones you can't live without make short all your days.
In the end, when the time comes, you won't have to regret anything you've done.
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