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