Him

"You looked at me like maybe I was magic" I said. "You are" was his solemn reply. I remembered that night immediately. The warm summer air, the flip of my stomach when our lips connected for that single kiss, the only one we would ever share. It was electric, in every sense of the word. He set my soul on fire for those brief few moments. What happened next? Life happened. And now I'm with someone else. And he's only telling me all these things now. That he's never met someone he'd drop everything for. That everyone else has paled in comparison since. But we've missed our chance. I am not the type to run away from my commitments. But could I, this time? Do I dare miss my chance at catching magic?