A part of me wishes that I will wake up with a text from you saying your sorry saying it wasn't all my fault. I have kissed other boys since you. But what I can't say is that I didn't wish every single one of them was you. Kissing you would be nice right now. I pass you in the hallways and you don't even look up. I wish you would come back. It would make everything okay. I would be happy. I hope you're happy.
