Everyone says, "What are you waiting for?
She blocked your number, closed the door.
You had your chance, let her go,
Face the facts, it's over, don't you know?"
But deep inside, my heart's aglow,
With whispers of magic only I know.
Maybe they're right, I should move on,
But something tells me to hold on strong.
Like a charm from an unseen wand,
A pull as deep as Dumbledore's bond.
In every spell, in every sign,
There's a hint that she might still be mine.
So I'll wait beneath the stars that gleam,
For love is magic, more than a dream.
