Magic
Writing from the archives - written October 2024
You two are magic.
That is a fact.
This isn’t something I just discovered or realized, nor is it something that is known to only me. Honestly, it’s kind of hard to meet you and not notice, and once you do, it is impossible to unsee. This information has been known to me long before you knew me, and long before he became a piece of my heart.
Back then there were just three facts:
I hate you both
Both of you are geniuses in your own right
You two are magic
You see, you two could hate me and vice versa, but no hate could blind me to your greatness. No hate could make me blind to those little glances, whole conversations happening over everyone’s heads, no hate could make me blind to pure, deep true love. After all, it’s in my blood.
So much has happened since then, yet two of those three facts remain the same. The only difference is that now, I love you way more than I could ever hate. I wish I knew it could feel this great.
You two are magic.
That is a fact.
And that day , in the dark, I could finally feel that.
Not just see, not just know. I could feel your magic in my bones.
I could see it light up that dark room and color it in pink and green.
I could hear your unspoken words louder than the music, even if I could not understand them.
I could feel the magic in all four of your eyes, looking at each other, that look alone could move mountains. And you both know it, which makes it all more powerful.
That day , in a dark room full of magic, I finally felt what I’ve known for years. The darkness hid my tears. I wish I knew it could feel this great.
You two are magic.
That is a fact.
And no matter how much I love you both, I’m not a part of that.
And I don’t want to be.
I’ve won the privilege and honor to watch and feel your magic from the sidelines, i’m so fucking lucky.
And you know what? Him and I?
We’re magic in our own right.
And before you get all worked up, I never said we shine as bright.
But yes, we’re magic in our own right.
In the light and in the dark. We perform our truth, sometimes we fall apart.
But if given enough time to heal we always come back. Back home.
Because we are comfort, and we are fucking sharp, we are honest even if it’s hard.
We always wear our hearts on the other person’s sleeve, fuck. Finally, magic like this does exist.
You two are magic.
That is a fact.
But so are we
And how about you and me?
We just let it be, try to keep it low key.
We don’t force it, we tried to stop it.
We baked the cake, but don’t wanna have it.
But as the light shines through my window, and the clock strikes 6am. I hear you go from F to G to Am. The sound of our magic fills the air, fuck. I knew it would feel this great.
I don’t really know magic.
But, if all good things do come in threes.
Like Lin Manuel musicals, years of this thing, you and me.
These three facts will forever be.
whatever it is between us at the moment. Whether love, hate, gratitude, hurt or a combination of them all, is strong. We don’t half ass, we don’t feel half way.
Both of you are geniuses in your own right
You two are magic, so fucking magic
And I have the honor to stand by its, and by your side.
Am blown 🎈
I have to ask, what is the significance of pink and green in this statement? “I could see it light up that dark room and color it in pink and green.”