I wish....
we were back in 8th grade. i would tell you so many things. i would tell you how much i adored that you always were my friend. that no matter how dumb i would act, you would laugh. i remember when you broke your arm and thought that you were the coolest girl ever because you would have fun and hit everyone with it.
i loved how you were the outsider, and that you were my only way out. i always wanted to say more to you. i love your taste in music. i love that you liked the supertones and did not care. you loved to dance around to your ska music. you were the only person i wanted to be with. you were free and delicate. it seemed like you were a beautiful leaf just floating in the wind with the sun light reflecting off of you. but how easy it was to brake you.
i wish i could see you....
i wish you were near....
i wish we were back in 8th grade so i could tell you how much i love you!
looking forward to meeting you tonight ...if all goes well!