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?