A million thoughts — a thousand regrets — a dozen things I’d change today to bring back the magic. Do you ever think of me?
I dreamed of you the other night, and you were kind to me. I suppose I’m healing.
And moving on. I’m dreaming about someone else these days, but scared to let him know, to open the door to heartache.
A dozen ways to bring back the magic. Maybe not with you, no, I know, never with you.
New magic.
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My World With Words 