Even if I wished on every possible damn thing you could wish on, nothing could overcome my undying love for you and the pain that comes along with knowing that we cannot be together. At least if it truly didn’t work out for us, if we didn’t love each other anymore per say, or if our connection wasn’t there anymore.. That I could live with, because at least I would know our love ran its course, but it hasn’t yet. It’s still running.. Just aimlessly running with no finishing point because we still love each other, but we just can’t be together and that’s what kills me.. That time and time again, we always manage to find each other, always manage to rekindle our love, but time and our nonstop, constant, and hectic lives always get in the way of things. And I wish I could just stop time, just stop everything.. Just so I could be with you.

Late nights rob me of my sleep and in turn, leave me with thoughts of you.

I wish I had been enough for you.