wishing.
sometimes i wish i wasn't born in this era. this lifetime.
it seems like everything was just more simple back then.
i see old fashioned photos of my grandparents and i think
why can't that be me.
why was i born now.
why can't the boys be gentlemen, and not bros.
and why can't the girl be ladies, and not hoes.
all i do know, is that this one gentleman
has captured my heart.
and he does not know that this lady is dying inside.
