The stars glimmered,
another misnomer,
another set of false hopes revealed.
My gaze falls across the dark silver sky,
wishing,
can my life be more than just a dream?
The wind blew across the cold corners of the night,
I lay alone.
Your face flashed,
One dashing sight.
But all across that,
It still faded.
One star blinked,
I closed my eyes.
I wish to be loved and remembered,
That's the truth.
I'll forget you if one star would fall,
'twas my wish, my nightmare,
it was my all.
I waited for hours and nothing,
I guess this is not the end of my weeping.
I then turned my back against the sparkling little dots,
signs were all for hopeless people,
who relied on fate and plots.
But I spoke too soon,
a glint of light then passed by,
it was that one sign,
I had waited for a while.
Looking above,
I drearily smiled,
Recalling all those memories of you,
that I dauntlessly piled.
I guess signs weren't for dummies after all,
Signs were for lonely people whose odds they silently call.
I again threw my stare on the stars that basked the sky,
one tear then fell,
once in a time, we were only a few steps close,
a few breaths nigh.
But now, I'll let go of you,
you meandrous, capricious heartless beau.
Signs were made for me after all,
To let go of you
and never again to fall.
(07/19/14)
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