Magic

It wasn’t until you left me that I discovered
the true enchantment of writing. I had never
been a big believer in something as
outrageous as magic. I have always
thought that magic was neither kind
nor gentle, it was dangerous. It calls to
those desperate for something, or broken
enough to hope for something more. But
just by the touch of pen to paper, I stood in
complete astonishment at how effortlessly
I had conjured up your return.
*As requested by the Queen of Haiku @elle12368 for #bemymuse no. 22