• I wish, I wish, I wish

    by  • December 30, 2016 • * Safe for Work *, Confession • 0 Comments

    Today, I wish I could talk to you.

    To tell you how beautiful you are, and how my heart stops every time you enter the room.
    To tell you that I think of you often- and how I always look forward to (yet simultaneously dread) the next time I’m in your presence.
    To hear your story, and to tell you mine.
    To make you smile, to hear you laugh, and to lay on the beach with you all night long.
    To tell you that for the past one hundred and twenty-two days, since the moment I talked to you for the first time, I’ve been torn by my deep feelings for you.

    I wish, I wish, I wish.

    And tomorrow is the last time I’ll see you.

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