I wish

I wish I kissed you more. 

I wish I told you how perfect you were more often. Because its true. 

I wish I could feel your body against mine again. 

I wish I could run my fingers through your perfect straight hair again. 

I wish I could kiss your neck and have you tell me it tickles again. 

I wish I didn't take you for granted. 

I wish I hugged you longer. Every time. It was never enough. 

I wish I could hold you and let you fall asleep on my chest again. 

I wish I could buy you flowers again. 

I wish I could hear you say you love me too as you kiss me. 

I wish we talked more. 

I wish I listened better.

I wish I could see you every weekend. 

I wish I was in college right now, for you.  

I wished you would just kiss me last Saturday on your bed. 

I wish I could look at you knowing you're mine again. 

I wish I would have agreed to an open relationship. 

I wish I could still kiss you in the morning. 

In between classes. 

After our love. 

After I dropped you off. 

Whenever I wanted. 

I wish. 

I wish. 

I wish.