I wish these were the words which I never wrote but they flow through my hand involuntarily and they guide me inside this ubiquitous ocean of thoughts which emanate through the deepest trench of my mind.
And I wish the warmth of a voice would guide me through this night of loneliness and encompasses over me a blanket to hide from the grotesque thoughts hovering above my grapefruit.
I wish that I could fool the clock by moving its hands fast enough and instill in me a strength to cope up with the fear of forever losing everyone close.
I wish I could hold her hands and nibble around the fingers and spread a love so magnificent that it would outshine the full moon and the gods would command us not to stop till they are asleep.
I wish things were not as they are now, nights spent in a trance, overawed by the circumstances I have felt my knees losing their strength every single moment I stand here alone to wallow in despair.
I wish those books I read would swallow me in and I parlay with my favourite characters and live a life which would have its end decided by a hand moving with so much love on the typewriter.
I wish I could roam around the world without an iota of worry on my mind and construct myself an unwavering path on which I would meet lost souls like me and share my clouded being with them.
I wish she could see me at this hand of clock and whisper gibberish in my ears which would feel like the most profound poetry I would ever hear.
I wish my creators were here to hold me and teach me the myriad ways of the world, they would tell me to make my own luck and take a leap of faith from which there is no way back to sanity.
I wish I would meet that special soul with whom I share my platonic love and the curse of compassion thereby leaving us in a different spiritual and spatial plane all together where no one could disturb us but us.
I wish to die alongside everyone I love and admire, I wish to drink gallons without any restraint, I wish to make love with reckless abandon, I wish to follow my path of hedonism where everything would be permitted, I wish to finally capture love the flighty mistress in all women I meet, I wish to see all that is beautiful in this world but all of them I could have seen in her eyes reading this, that is one wish the genie wouldn't grant me.