By Jennifer Rutherford
Date: 10 June 1998

Loss of magic

Once upon a time I was magical.
No, really, I was.
And it all started with you.

I cast a spell,
made a wish,
kissed a frog.

You fell for me the next night.

I was psychic, 
I knew this was right!
And you knew it too,
I know you did.

I knew that we fit together
like neighboring puzzle pieces
one's bumps fill the other's holes
I never knew life could be like that

Then we broke up, 
and it almost killed me,
but I knew I'd get you back
blew out all my candles
same place, a year later-
I did!

But now I've lost you forever,
and my magic is gone.
I blew out all my candles
grabbed my frog
a fervent prayer to God
and none of them worked
and I'll never go back to
where we knew again.

My perfect instincts are gone
the last time I saw you 
I didn't know I wouldn't see you again
I didn't know you'd never 
talk to me again
and now I don't know what to do

and I don't understand how
something so perfect
could have become so messed up
If God and the heavens meant us
to be together, wouldn't he have
kept us that way?  

It makes no sense if it's not true.

But I no longer know,
my instincts are gone,
my magic powers are gone,
and nothing in my world
can ever bring you back.