I sit and look at the water and I see no reflection.
The stars that used to make it shine has lost their glow.
The hurt of the wind no longer bothers them.
Then as the chill of the afternoon brings fright.
I am reminded of the nights that never seemed right.
Then as I looked at my clock the time is no longer there.
I started to wonder am I even here.
The thought of being gone, did not chilled my mind.
It gave me relived that my time is done.
I may never hear the words the river spoke to the trees.
Here the rain barking at the wind.
I may never be able to see your smile.
Most importantly I may never be able to say I love you.
Misconception 