i want to do something crazy.
like making my heart skip a beat.
or racing to the phone when i hear it ring.
or maybe.
i want to feel special for a day.
like seeing someone waiting for you under your block to company you to school.
or having someone see me home in the rain.
sometimes.
i want to own something precious to me.
like someone i will always love.
or something i cannot lose.
at times.
i would feel like going somewhere.
like a place which hold memories, vivid in my mind.
or a place where the sun rises and never sets.
the craziest of all.
i would want to feel sad.
knowing someone would rush over.
comfort you in their arms.
and softly whisper a lullaby in your ear.
knowing well enough such events only take place in fantasies.
yet i wish hard each day.
how i wish.
how hard i do each day.

Sylvia. Syl. And someone you'll never expect me to be.