Not in a young girl's heart like The Lovin' Spoonful sang, but in general, do you believe? It's not the kind of magic like in Harry Potter either. It's not the kind that you can cast spells on people, but the kind of magic that occurs with love.
Have you ever cared about someone so much that you felt as though he or she had a place in your heart? A place where only he lived. When he hurts, you hurt. When he's happy, you're happy. And then there's the magic...
At the end of the day, when he walks you to your car because he's a gentleman, he leans in and the sparks begin to fly. When he kisses you, everything seems to disappear.
You're no longer leaning up against your car, but wrapped up in this world of you and him. The night chill melts away, and you're caught up in the smells, the tastes, the feel of just the two of us. After what feels like hours, you both pull away. Smiles spread across both of your faces.
A warm tingling feeling of love envelopes your entire body as you get in your car to drive away. And you feel like you're floating in the clouds.
The next day when you retell the moment to friends, goosebumps appear across your arms and chills slide down your spine. "It was like magic!" And as you and your girl friends giggle at that happiness, that's when you know it's magic.
I believe in magic, do you?
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