"Her heart is the color of flames, ever changing in waves.. flowing, consuming the night all around us. Her soul is like a rainbow, in every hue so beautiful.. colors swirl about her like drops of rain in the wind, and all I can think when I see her smile is please. Please let her love me.. she's magic, you see? Don't you see that I got it bad like a bad habit? Don't you see the colors when you look at her? Maybe this is what it's like falling in love, to believe in magic.."
I believe in magic, I believe in her.. in a world of science, what do you call love? Magic - eUë















