You Told Me That You'd Also Love To Believe

I just love you so much, I wish there were words for it.

You said you wanted to show me the letter that you wrote the day prior, because it was almost as if I were speaking it verbatim (but you aren't certain where you left it). 

I told you that we seemed to be on the exact same train of thought without so much as speaking, you said that you had been thinking that too, and that it has even been heightened the last two months.

Every time that I feel disconnected, from the world and people, I think of you and I underneath those trees in the woods, and then am able to believe in magic again.