I wish I could have that.
I wish I could have his kiss.
I wish I could ignore what the world judge against my actions.
To allow him to be comfortable with me and for me to do the same.
To hold him like my life depends on him.
To cherish his love for me.
I wish I could be that girl.
I wish that I wasn’t weak.
Wish that I could be taller.
Confident.
Smarter.
Beautiful.
I wish I was told I was beautiful.
Not by mom.
Not by female friends.
By a boy.
A boy who interests me.
A boy who is a gentleman.
A boy. Period.
I wish it would be that easy.
I wish destiny was true.
I wish love at first sight exist.
I wish for true love.
I wish.
And I long.
For a possibility that is unreal.