They say if we kiss someone on the highest point,
the happiness is ours to keep.
They say if we fly paper airplanes with wishes in them,
our wish would be granted.
They say if we love someone,
we have to be prepared to make sacrifices.
What if what they said had been wrong all along?
Confused.
Chapped lips.
Bruised heart.
Aching body parts.
Like every other day
I miss you