trust me.

i wish.
i wish i could hug him.
i wish i could talk to him.
i wish i could be with him.
i wish i knew him.
knew the real him.
i want him to come up to me and tell me all about himself.
as i stare enchantingly at him.
smiling awkwardly like the dork i am.
i want him to tell me what little, stupid things happened that day.
and whats wrong.
im here.
ive always been.
i wish you knew that.