If I’ve been given the chance to wish for the things I really like, I wish that you’re mine. I wish that we’re having great time with each other.
I want to hold your hands as I feel your gentle care for a lost soul like me. I’ll embrace you every time as if it is the last of all the hugs I can give. I don’t want to leave you because I fell for you so I’ll kiss your forehead to signify my promise that I’ll be back. The longing will kill me ’cause I’m far away from you but I know that even distance can’t break the memories we have. We have promises to fulfill and the magic of love will never falter but prevail.
But still, this is what we call fantasy. Though this was just purely imaginative, I’m happy because you’re the one I wish to be with there if that wish will be granted.