I wish.

I wonder where you are what you doing, I hope every thing is okay.

I believe you think of me too.

I try not to regret the decision I made, not asking you, but I question myself everyday how my life would have been different if I haven't left you there that day.

The last day when I saw you disappear as the body fades away and you evaporating in the thin air.

Losing you as always affected my life.

Anyway I wanted to confess, I miss you and I think about you every day. Reaching you seems too far and it's keeping me lonely.

I ask myself if I could. Would I go back and change the things. Probably I would go back to you and confess that you were my world then, now and ever.

I wish, I would have asked.
I wish, I should have asked.

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