I wish we were close enough for me to tell you some things about my life. I wish we were close enough to hug each other when I come back from college after several months. I wish you knew any of my friends. I wish you knew about the times I fall in love. I wish you knew that although I seem to be doing fine, I’m actually afraid of everything and I’m really only a girl who wants to cuddle up with mommy, tell her about all the bad dreams I’m living in and be told things will turn out okay. sometimes, just sometimes I feel like this wish might come true, but just when I start believing in us you always manage to prove me wrong.
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