I wish my collarbone was healed already so that I could lift, plank, play guitar, etc.
I wish I was truly happy again. To wake up with positives instead of the negatives.
I wish jealousy wasn’t a thing. That everyone got along with one another and trusts. That friendships don’t end because of it. I want to be able to talk to someone without worrying if someone else might get mad.
I wish I could be with those that saved me without even knowing. To tell them how important they were at the time.
I wish I could fix everything for everyone. To take their pain away. That bad things didn’t happen.
I wish people could see that some people do indeed change for the better. That somewhere down the road, they saw their mistakes and went on to correct them best they could.
I wish that wishes came true.