Broken Promises: Letters From An Ex-Wife
As cheesy as it sounds your arms are like my heaven and I don’t want to leave them.
I remember the day we both had been arguing about whether magic was real or not. You always told me that magic was real. You told me that magic was not just about releasing pigeons from a hat it was much more than that. You told me that the sparks you feel when you hold me are magic, the daze I put you in is magic, When we make up within half an hour of fighting with each other is magic, the way we understand each other is magic, every word we speak, every touch and every kiss is magic. Jonathan, you said that the moment you met me was the most magical experience of your life, I have never believed in magic J