A giggle, a wave, and a white smile. A scoff, folded arms, and a sorrowful scowl. A dress with frills, and heels with bows. Black jeans with holes, and t-shirts with bands. A deep breaking point. A long awaited desire. Wanting, wishing. One in the same, one in a million. Always who I wanted to be. Always kind as I wanted to be. But he never knew. That boy could never understand. If I could be anyone, If I could do myself again, I would want to be him. Fem!Luke Punk!Ashton