Black Magic Spell

Once I cast a spell over myself

The kind of spell that you forget
The moment that it takes effect

Oh, I wanted to see
If there is any love in me
So, I made a spell
To cast over myself

For six long years
I suspended my disbelief
I allowed for the illusion to unfold
And deeply loved a man
Who loved me not

Those six long years
I cried so many tears
I learned all the things
That love can bring
Except for
One minor thing

Tell me, how does it feel
When his love is real?
When the bond, you think, you shared
Is not merely in your head?

Once I cast a spell over myself
The kind of spell that you forget
The moment that it takes effect

But I wanted to see
If there is any love for me
So I made a spell
And cast it over myself