Conversations with a broken lady #4

“Someone has to teach you how to see the magic” she told me, “the magic you used to believe in when you were a child, the magic you saw before reality slapped you in the face with all its atrocity and madness. The magic that makes you believe in fairy tales, in goodness and romance.”
“I believe I have forgotten the magic you talk about, and I never really realize until it was too late, until it was dead. Some people have already spoken to me about this magic, how there’s humans that can bring it back to you. I never believed them until I saw her. She made me mad sometimes but I feel like she made an actual difference to my world. A good change. But these people you talk about they leave you at some point as the magic does. And I can’t be certain she will come back.”


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