A single shooting star,
Screams past my window
Not giving me any opportunity- or hope...
Just an imprinted illusion- that unfortunately-
Has no chance.
Remembering is easy,
It's the simplicity of forgetting,
The pain-
The sorrow-
All of my single stated loneliness.
I'm wedded- and promised-
To a fantasy.
Hanging by a comet's tail,
And wishing on lost constellations.
Silver tears-
Emerald eyes-
Crying away each and every night.
Love is promising,
-Eternal-
Inner peace...
And all too often, too hard to be seen.
But yet, he's in every breath-
Every dream-
Everything I do...
But also, in an absence of my life.