I wish none of this story was real.

I wish I wasn't sitting on my cold bedroom floor at 00:34 with a biology exam to still study for in the morning.

I wish my chest didn't physically ache when I think of what we've done to each other.

I wish my throat didn't shrivel, my eyes didn't droop and my hands didn't shake.

I wish I could fix this.

I wish I could fix you.

I wish I could fix us.

I wish I could fix me.