I can sit out here all night and stare up at the stars.
I can share my own opinions or stories about scars.
I can listen to my worries, I know I have a few
Or I can sit here quietly while thinking about you.
My head sometimes gets cloudy because there’s too much on my mind.
-With thoughts about the future and all the best of times.
Although my memory is fading, I’m reminded about some.
It’s hard to think about’em all and all the things we’ve done.
I often wish to go there and change how some things are.
Maybe make a wish or two upon a falling star.
We all want something different when something’s incomplete.
Where emotion is too prevalent and words are obsolete.
But after all, we all still wonder if there’s something better there
Than the life we learn to live and the memories that we share.
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