Guimauve
I wish that I would cross your path in the coming days.
I wish that you wouldn't mind because afterall it wasn't planed.
I wish that you would think that I am beautiful even if I wear these dirty baggy jeans.
I wish that you won't even notice but you would be happy and you won't care whether it rains or shines.
I wish that we would talk and laugh and kiss and that you would say something stupid because this is what you always do.
But this probably won't happen and I should probably do something, but I am afraid to scare you because this how you are.