I didn't make a wish....

....even though the time was perfect. holding my breath,
(i shouldn't be writing this. shouldn't be posting this.
i'm ranting, really. it's nothing. don't bother to lay your eyes on it.)
11:11, 11/11/22. funny, because 11 + 11 even = 22.
elevens peeked at me from around every corner.
i held my breath all morning, and i still hold it tight.
because there's always a second chance.
11:11 11/11/22 version 2.0 is just around the corner.
i'd better seize it. i'd better realize it, after all.
i was born at 11:11, so doesn't that make it my fate
or something? except for i find it really hard
to follow fate. and i'm scared. i'm scared,
i'm scared, i'm scared that i'll waste
my second chance worrying
about the perfect wish, about if i'm
doing this all right, about if my fate's all
working out right. my worst enemy
and the thing i want most
is time. i just don't want to waste it.
11:11 11/11/22 peeks at me from around every corner.
i will take a breath. i am ready. i will not waste a moment.
i will not waste a wish.
i will not waste a wish.
i will take a breath. i am ready.
wish me luck, okay? wish me luck.

elise.writer

VT

15 years old

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