i wish this past year hadn't happened. that i could go back to that girl that was young and innocent and afraid to kiss a guy, much less do anything else with him. i wish i could have her back. have her back and have her do things a little different. she was close to it, she could've. but she didn't, and i'm stuck here below the rubble, seemingly too depressed to dig myself out.

and i also wish i had wings and could fly.