I am obsessed with The Civil Wars. It started when "Poison and Wine" was played in the fifteenth episode of the third season of The Vampire Diaries. Then, it escalated to "I've Got This Friend" when my cousin and her new husband danced to it at their rustic wedding. After that, my life has been consumed by what was once arguably the greatest duo I've ever heard.

On a whim, I decided to watch one of their live videos and I'm sure what I'm about to say will come as no surprise to the many other fans of theirs. Never in my life had I watched two people perform and had my cheeks burn profusely and giggled like a little schoolgirl with a bad crush. It was the strangest thing I've ever experienced. I felt as if I were watching two people partake in something intimate, as if I were spying on something I wasn't meant to see. The way she smiled and looked at him, the way he reciprocated her energy, it was as if each note they sang were an enchantment to the other. At the time I had no idea that the two were married to other people.

However, once I discovered that they were not romantically involved, I figured that I had imagined the intensity of unspoken attraction in their performance until I realized that thousands of others had picked up on the same exact thing. In the comments under their videos, many had noted the extraordinary chemistry the singers exuded. As a result, I devoted the majority of my time to binge watching every single video I could of the pair and fell in love each time I witnessed the connection that failed to omit itself from their presence. As a cynic and a devout pessimist, it is very hard for something to make me believe in true, real, magical love. You know, the kind of love that you wish you had, that you read stories about, and spend your entire life looking for just to find it's merely fiction, written solely for anyone willing to believe. But somehow, The Civil Wars breathed to life the very thing that people try so hard to find. Why else would thousands of people bite into the bait that the two were madly in love? Because forbidden love is such a fascinating concept with people and through all the deep emotions that I've experienced while listening to their music, I felt compelled to write a poem about what I saw and felt.

Caress me slowly, sing our song.

Whisper the lyrics, call me home.

Because you don’t know,

How much they really mean.

You don’t know,

How could you know,

What I feel when we sing?

You hypnotize,

Entrance me with your voice,

The one that entwines with mine,

Like soul mates drawn by noise.

Fill me with harmonies, two becoming one.

Make my blood boil, freeze my tongue.

I breathe in our music,

It brings me life,

But I can’t face the melody,

Without addressing your eyes.

Trace my lips, your skin on my mouth

God, this is it,

The moment you find out,

That your music lies within me,

A tune I’d die without.

Now, I'm not writing this to insinuate that the two had an affair or any other rumors that have surfaced about the reason behind their unfortunate split. I am only describing observations and noting how it makes me feel. In their defense, I do not believe that either would have an affair on their spouses and risk damage to their families. I believe it is an extremely rude thing to accuse somebody of being unfaithful because of the connotations that follow infidelity. However, one can still have feelings for another without acting on it and if their magnetism was more than a professional pretense, I feel that it would have remained unexplored physically. Anyway, all theories aside, I just hope, wish, and pray with agonizing relentlessness that the two will sort out their differences, whatever that may be, and create more beautiful music together. The sake of my sanity relies on this reunification. It's that serious.