Magic?

You know that feeling when everything is so beautiful, so wonderful, that you just can't stop smiling? When you get yourself looking at nothing but thinking million things at the same time? When you can't take something or someone out of your head?

That magic... That awesome moment when you're looking foward to see someone and this someone appears, your heart beats fast, you get breathless, you're eyes starts shining..

Yeah, those feelings...
Some people call it passion..
Some people call it love..

I call it Illusion.

At some point, something's gonna make you see the real truth. And it's not gonna be beautiful, and then you'll fall down.. It's terrible, it's deathly... But is true.

Being realistic sometimes makes you a hard, cold person.. But that's how things should be.. There's no magic in the world. You can find beautiful things, that I'm pretty sure about.. but.. magic? really? It just doesn't exist.

What should we do about it? Enjoy illusion? Cut it off and see the truth?
Well, back in my way.. I'm just gonna enjoy it. Sometimes it's good to get out of reality a little bit. Fly a little bit. Everybody needs it.

I just don't wanna fall in the same cycle again, cause it hurts man.. it hurts.