WHAT IS A WISH?
Last night I saw a falling star. The largest, brightest falling star I've ever seen. And I wished, as we are always taught. And it was beautiful. And I had
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| A Kiss on the Hand May Be Continental... | ||||||||||||
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| When we least expect it, people come into our lives that impact it. Sometimes we call them friends. Sometimes lovers. Sometimes enemies. So what do you call someone who turns your world upside down, without ever knowing it? That person who makes you THINK...and EMOTE? And what do you say to that person? This is the state I find myself in today...wanting that gentle kiss upon the hand, that kiss that is intimate and sincere. That kiss that is the only kiss that is more intimate than upon your eyelids or the back of your neck. But instead, I wait. WHAT IS A WISH? Last night I saw a falling star. The largest, brightest falling star I've ever seen. And I wished, as we are always taught. And it was beautiful. And I had |
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| someone who is very dear to me there to witness it, and it made me smile to know I could share this wishing star with someone I care about. And then I wondered if I should wish at all. Why? Because we are told to? Would my wishes really be worth putting out into the universe? And I was asked if always wish for the same thing. And the thing is, I do. I pray for others, so I wish for myself. And I've grown doubtful my wish will come true. It would be lovely to have some sort of reassurance of its worth. | ||||||||||||
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