i wish i could go to the roof.
i wish i could go to the roof to see life from above,
to not be held down by ceilings and gravity.i wish i could go to the roof to look at the people,
to create a story for each passerby.i wish i could go to the roof to see the city lights at night,
i hear they are lovely.i wish i could go to the roof to feel the breeze,
to let blow my hair back softly and make my cheeks burn, i want to feel like i can breathe again.i want so badly to go up,
but i'm afraid
i am scared of heights.a/n: what are your interpretations? i want to know if they are similar to mine (:

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