1. How hard I cross my fingers when I'm headed home. Every time. It's like a bad habit, the hoping, the wishing. I need to stop wishing.
2. That your hair is always messy. Don't worry, I like it that way. It makes you look like an electric shock, alive, chaotic. It spells out exactly how much of your life you've lived, not just existed.
3. The awkward greetings I give you when we pass, trying to pierce through a perfect day, but they always fall flat or quiet.
4. You mean all your compliments, but the most you do is mean them. They are not a gift to you, or reaching out in the dark. They are words.
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