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...written on 2007-10-06, @ 2:24 a.m.
I wish I was alone in this dark bar. I wish it was just me surrounded by no ones like me.
I wish I was anywhere but here. I wish I was in Limerick or Hamburg or Berlin or Tokyo.
I wish I was in his apartment, his bed, his heart.
I wish I meant anything but nothing to you.
I wish for a lot of things I know will never ever come true and my heart hurts worse for them.
I wish that I could forgive.
I wish that my heart was God's.