everyday i wish her to be mineevery moment i wish that wish again
We've stopped in front of Notre-Dame again. I point at the familiar star and clear my throat. Wanna make another wish?You go first. He's watching me, puzzled, like he's trying to figure something out....
I remember going swimming as a child and making a wish before I jumped into the pool. [...] I'd stretch my arms out, as if I were sending my thoughts right into space. I'd make my wish, then I'd dive...
What this world doesn't have is the three-wishes, go-to-the-ball-and-meet-your-prince, happily-ever-after kind of magic. We have all the mangling and malevolent kinds. Who *invented* this system?
I finally had what I'd wantes all those years. Except now that I had it, i felt as empty as this unkempt pool I was dangling my legs into.