Lost Wishes

It's 11:11 and
I'm thinking,
pondering all the
wishes I've wasted
on him.
Eyelashes,
stars,
I've wished on
it all. But he has
yet to see
the light.
It's become a
never-ending circle
of useless wishes
and pleas, all to
no avail. I close
my eyes and
go back to the
times where we
were constantly
together. I wish
one more time
on this lucky
hour, that we will
be together
once again.