Last night you told me "Make a wish, hold on to it, and it'll come true".That was the only thing you said last night that made me remotely happy. Because I know you know what I want. And I'll hold on to it as long as I can...I don't know if I should write to you. I can't talk to you. I don't even know where you are...It's 1:50 pm. and I'm confused...What's your wish? What's my wish? My wish is that you stop being so afraid to get close again. My wish is that you see me as a person and not someone you left. My wish is that you consider my feelings when you say the things you say. My wish is that you understand what I really meant to say. "What I said was I miss you. What I meant to say was I love you what I wanted to say is that I meant what I said. I miss you like I miss my own bed after sleeping on too many couches and hardwood floors. I miss you like a burn victim must miss their own skin. I miss you like a sad ending must miss someplace new to begin."....I miss you. That's all I want to say. Listen.