What is magic?

As I sit in my room, trying to write a letter, I think to myself
What is magic?
Is it that stuff you read in books? Is it similar to the fairy tales one hears in their youth?
Does it comprise of pixie dust and thinking wonderful thoughts?

Maybe magic consists of the little things...

Reading on the couch by the fire in a cozy blanket
Roasting marshmallows on your stove with your best friends
Looking at the sun setting lower and lower into the ocean
Realizing the beauty in the world

Opening the door for someone walking behind you
Donating money towards building schools in India
Picking flowers for your neighbor whose grandma just passed
Caring for others and not just for yourself

Holding hands with the one you love
Sharing a comfortable silence with someone you cherish
Being held in the secure hold of someone's arms
The love you share with someone else

Realizing that here is exactly where you want to be
Realizing that selflessness is the best feeling in the world
Realizing that a heart can hold this much love for another person
Magic is realizing the beauty of your dreams