I Believe in Wishes

Do you know what it feels like to love a person with all your heart, strength, mind, soul… a person that you would literally die for, and live for that person? That’s my case. The only problem is that I’ve done everything in my power to disillusion that person who loved me the same way, maybe even more.

I’ve seen tears, rage, love, anger, sadness, happiness, joy, laughs, tenderness; I’ve felt care, I felt loved!

I gave her love, smiles, laughter, joy, protection, illusions… I gave her hope. But then I took it all in a blink of an eye. The love that was once pure steel is now but an insignificant cotton ball, a shrub ready to vanish as time takes over.

She now just hears, but doesn’t listen. I now try harder when I should have always made it easy. I know that she loves me, but the cut is too deep. I understand. I understand… But I won’t give up! I want my life back!

I wish she would remember and think of the good times, and how it was when I took her breath away instead of letting the bad times overpower what with so much effort we have built. I wish there would have never been bad times. I wish I could have her sitting on my laps like she used to do and hug her for as long as she sat there. I wish I could make her smile like I used to. I wish she would have never cried. I wish I could see her. I wish I could hold her again and never let go. I wish it would have never changed. I wish I could just snap my fingers and make it all good again. I wish I weren’t writing this. I wish…