Wasted times

 It's currently 2:02am. Times of before seem to clasp on to me like a worm is to dirt. How many a time I've shown myself only to be met with disgust and contempt. It is what life is like though, to be seen and to be met with rejection. It is through these trials we must form who we are, how we stand in our affirmations. I miss my old times though. I wish I had said those things, only tonight I've dug through to see and accept. I wish I had told myself it's okay to hold myself in my uncertainties. I wish I had a hand to tell me it's alright, to be okay in the cold night. I still think of the fire, the uncertainty in your voice too. "I wish". I'm sure in another life, in another time we would be but as of tonight, these cosmic stars we are not. I wish that I was stronger, smarter, more keen. So tonight I'm going to weep of the time that I wished.