Something that I thought about
but probably shouldn't say aloud
Everything we live without
and maybe could even do without
flowers and trees and butterflies
and your smile
Painting lines on a field, or better yet,
laying in bed staring at the ceiling
Something that you're wearing
something that we're feeling
Two little people standing on Earth
staring at the stars
Seconds became minutes
minutes became hours
hours became days
days became months became years