Suddenly it's magic!

Just got my blog title from one of the songs I've heard just a moment ago. How will you know if you're in a magical moment? Do you feel any butterflies in your tummy, birds flying all over your head (I'm not pertaining to a headbang here. :D) Or your heart just keeps on beating faster because you're with someone special?

You'll feel a magical feeling once you notice that you're smiling without any further reason. But sometimes I oppose that thought because, for every smile, love and pain, there are reasons that sometimes lead to that feeling. Whether it's magical or not, the feeling inside of you is still inevitable.

But how about the magic of love? How will you know if the stupid cupid hit you with his love arrow? Then you'll never know that the magic I'm talking about is right on your way, right through your heart. As for my own side coin, I feel the magic once I'm with my family, special friends and colleagues. They make me feel special on days, odd and even. These reasons might be lame to some of you, but these flimsy reasons are the best justification I can give because indeed, having them next to me, suddenly it's magic! :)

Looks like this blog is a post-Valentine entry, huh! :D Cheers everyone and may you find that special someone who will share the same magic with you. Our future is unwritten so write it well.

PS. Here's a poem about love that gives us the feeling of mystery, fantasy and magic! :)

**MAM**

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