I will be kissing no one this National Kissing Day. I will not be telling anybody how unreasonably in a state I am, or how my emotions are taking shape. I overestimate my importance, while they underestimate theirs. I wish I were a spellcasting cherub who, instead of making people fall in love, made them at least not afraid to try again. I wish, just once, that I was somebody’s first choice. That I had what they needed. That I was right. I wish for a break. I wish for a shining day. I wish to not crack. I wish to not break. I wish I could stop what I do I wish I had more power I wish I was more important or at least important enough to reach out and make a difference. I want to keep them from making my mistakes. I want them to look at me and know and ask and breathe with me and sleep. I want sleep. And I want to stop telling people that I don’t need anything because I need everything. This is the last day, until next year. Keep my secrets well.
(anonymous)
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