Not a single day has gone by without me wishing.

I always tend to resort to trying to dissuade logic.

Even if I know hope, wishes and dreams only ever lead to...
... a flimsy excuse for writing.

I still hope... the hope of the hopeless isn\'t worth much...
I still dream... flat dreams without content...
I still wish... wish for a better me... a better human to take my place...

And sometimes I even beg...

I beg for closure...

but how do you close something that has never been opened?

I see faces I can\'t recall... and hear names ringing in my ears...
I wish you were always happy...

I wish you are always happy... sounds like a curse...
Wishes for life in moderate ease and trivial danger...?

... stop, just shut up for a moment...!

I think I might just wish you well... no matter how that would look...
... or feel... change or stay the same...

I\'m not deep... not thoughtful... not really anything but a cracked shell...
Everything flows in but nothing seems to remain within...

Please... forgive me...
What you make of your life is none of my business... I know.
I just wish... I\'m sorry... force of habit...

I will try my hardest to stay away from you at thoughts...
Though I can\'t be held responsible for dreams, can I?

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