Like Magic
I found you just in time, didn't I?
Your charming heart trapped mine.
In all honesty, this feeling I have
Sends shivers down my spine.
This couldn't be love, no, impossible.
You were my friend from the start
And that's the way it should always stay
But not how I feel in my heart.
It's good you can't know what I'm thinking
Wonderful you can't read my mind
Your reaction would be, nonetheless, hostile
And you'd probably leave me behind.
It would be too much to take, wouldn't it?
To know how I really feel?
And Ron, that's why I write you this poem
To say things I cannot reveal.
I may be book smart, and clever at things
So I'm clever enough to know
That when I feel as much as I do
These feelings tend to show.
I know you noticed me looking
And watching my unending stare
It's the truth, but all I wanted
Was to kiss your dear red hair,
To count each freckle on your nose
To entwine your fingers with my own,
I wish your smile belonged to me
Then I wouldn't feel so alone.
Ron, please don't be jealous
Of those who show some appeal
Because someday, I'll tell you
Of things I'm too scared to reveal.
One day we'll have the world on a string
Wands enclosed in each hand
Like magic, our affection will quickly grow;
And, oh Ron? Won't it be grand?