I spend every wish I make, on you. I still wish at 11:11. I wish on the first star I see every night. I wish on fallen eyelashes. And past birthday candles. I wish for you. I wish to understand you. I wish to be able to hear the thoughts that go through your head when I cross your mind. I wish for acceptance. I wish for more time. I wish for the time I have to be better spent while I have it. I wish to be held in your arms. I wish to hold you in my arms. I wish every chance I get. And without fail, every time, I wish for you. Within all of my corrosive thoughts, you are the only thing I can find that is worth wishing on. And I wouldn't wish for anything that isn't worth wishing on. Yet, I will always wish for you.
3/17/16
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind To Your Pages
PoetryI have to get the words out of my head sometimes. This is a completed work of 9 years worth of writing about the boy I was in love with. 9 years of expressing my emotions in written form. 9 years of him reading every word and treating me like shit a...
