Wished To Be Yours

I wish you were like a shot of vodka and out of my system the very next day or like a sweet dream which I would have forgotten easily or may be that shooting star which could make my dreams true Instead you became that winter evening which I can never forget you became that road which still gives me goosebumps you became those little moments that I'll cherish for life you became my every thought but I couldn't become your all - Spica