I can't remember these memories that multiply through the cycle of my mental. All I can remember are the ways you treated me as if we just floated across the waves of the oceans constant bumping against each shore line on a sunny wet beach. Where all you can do is lie on the bed of sand that stays beneath your feet as you rest there looking at the midnight stars wanting to simply reach for them. As if there were something really out there. Because, the stars that that you look at in this wide opened scenery of our sky all die just like the sparkly shine I once seen in your eyes. They are dead open flames reminding me of the  feelings that I once had for you. And To think, I would still do the minor things to put a smile on your face....mmmmm, that's a **** shame. You once shown me you were mine, at the time that we spent together. But I guess we were just a clock waiting for batteries to bring it to life. time well spent, but also time well wasted. Which is why I will never wish on another star on the belief it'll come true. Because, I don't want to find another dead *****, just like you.