Of all the things I wish you knew. Of all the things that run laps back and forth in my head every. single. day. Of all the things I wish I could just walk up to you and say, this is what I want to tell you the most.
Maybe one day when I'm brave and you're listening, I will. When I'm strong and you're ready, we'll go there. When I figure out how to articulate myself, and you figure out how to commit, something might happen.
One can always wish...
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