You can cross your fingers, make a wish every time the clock strikes 11:11, throw millions of coins into a fountain, and wish on every shooting star that lights up the night sky. But if it’s not meant to be, it won’t happen.
I want to thanks Santho for listening to my nonsense, trying to cheer me up when I'm down, turn high with me when we see *insert name(s)*, defending me always! (♥♥♥)
