fuck. i missed it.
well, ill still make my wish.
i wish for you a safe trip to iowa.
i wish for your first year of college to be everything you wanted, and more.
i wish for you to make tons of friends and go to lots of parties and get good grades and really live.
i wish for you, happiness.
my final wish for the night is for you never to forget where your home is.
who your home is.
i wish its still me.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
