to my dearest m, I don’t know if you hate me, love me, miss me, loathe me, or if you want me dead. I also don’t know if Im in love with you or the memory of you. what I do know is that I wish we could actually talk for once. I wish you didn’t talk to me in poems and would just say what was on your mind. I wish you didn’t leave loose ends that I had to figure out. I wish you didn’t quote me on the stupid things I said when we broke up. I wish you didn’t think of me when you listened to the Marias and I wish I didn’t have a playlist made just for you. I wish we had gone to the aquarium together so you could see the penguins and I could see the starfish. I wish you took me to see the ocean since ive never seen it but you live right by it. I wish you would’ve told me you knew I still loved you. and lastly, I wish you didn’t text me that night. we are hopeless but its alright, since these are all just dreams and not our reality. you’re the most handsome boy ive ever met and im the most hopeless boy you’ve ever loved