When we say things like, "time stopped" - usually we're being dramatic, making a point. But the phenomenon of feeling time suspended can actually happen. It's happened to me three times now... while in the company the same person.
What do I mean? I mean that hours feel like minutes - I mean that for once, my crazy brain which is usually focused on five million things at once, is so focused on this person drawing me in, that I don't notice my surroundings the way I normally do... that I don't think to look at my phone, or my watch, or a clock... I don't think about other things I could or should be doing. When finally outside forces require me to "come to" - such as the establishment around me closing - I realize, and am shocked, at how long I've spent in this person's company.
You'd figure that being magic would be a cakewalk kind of a life. You could cast spells here and there - get the world to do your bidding. The problem with being magic is that you're, also, susceptible to magic.
See: nothing - not magic, not fate, not bad luck - nothing has power until you give it power, until someone believes in it. Countless tales have taught us that - hell, even the movie the Skeleton Key teaches us that. But honestly, it makes sense. Anything - or anyone - that has power over you? You've given that power.