There's so many things I wanted to do.
There's just so many thing I wanted to wish for.
But there's just too many things that makes these yearnings impossible.
The reason is vague. Really vague. No one ever understands my language. Its hard even to expressed it in the simplest terms.
I am not hoping for anything. I'm just, my god, wishing?(does it makes any inch difference)
Well sometimes the greatest thing happens once in all those treasures, but then after trying it out, you've found out that those weren't the least greatest things even, they were just great from the normal habitual way of thinking.
I don't get it.
I tried to hold on to the good parts of the day.
Just remembering the good parts made the jumping settle down in my chest, but it made me sad, too.
Why did He have to give you a thing so beautiful that it could make you ache, and then take it away? Why didn't He make it so that just once things that were perfect and true stayed that way without the bad stuff mixing in? Why couldn't the good ever stay?

It lodged in my chest and sat in my mouth, clogging my throat with a bitter taste the last time I heard you breathe.

P.S. I was in the mobile, just staring up at the morning sky thats turning brighter and brighter. But one eminent little full moon caught my sight most. Mum says, see a full moon, make your wish. If God wills, your wishes will come true. Though its a little too "wonders" thing, at least its something that might come true. And all I wished was you, oh just you. And I don't know the least why.