magic is what happens

when the sun rises

when I get up out of bed

change my clothes, brush my hair

grab a quick breakfast

and sit in the car

my mind abuzz as the 10 minute drive

feels like forever

then I look for signs you’re already at school

hope I see you in the halls

I stop by my locker

plan out what I’d do when I see you:

make eye contact and smile

but not like a creep

not in a weird way

just be normal

I drop my backpack off in class

then wander the halls looking for my friend

while I think about this

while I think about you

and boom

there you are

we make eye contact and it’s magic

I make some weird face

because I’ve lost all control

I forgot to smile

but I probably did

because the moment I see you

my heart explodes

for no good reason but magic

it’s literally magic

it’s crazy

I’m crazy

but it’s magic

and I think I like this feeling

I think I really do

it’s magical