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I wish you would. I wish you could. I wish I could.
She's got to know. But how can I find the words, now that I've realised the way I feel. I can't tell her, I can't.
Surely she's know. She'd have noticed, how everything in life begins and ends in her.
But she doesn't. I wish she would.
That's why I named this journal "simpler wish." I wish my wishes were simpler, less complicated.
She's always on this site, but I found you can make things private. She'll never see. She'll never know. I wish she would.
She's got to know. But how can I find the words, now that I've realised the way I feel. I can't tell her, I can't.
Surely she's know. She'd have noticed, how everything in life begins and ends in her.
But she doesn't. I wish she would.
That's why I named this journal "simpler wish." I wish my wishes were simpler, less complicated.
She's always on this site, but I found you can make things private. She'll never see. She'll never know. I wish she would.