Regrettably: Vampire

Sighing. Alone, of course.
Underlying a canopy of stars
that used to entice me.
Noting the gentle dewdrops
that sway in the midnight air
and longing to drift along the icy
trail of breath into the moonlight.
Is it mine? I wish it could be.
for just an ounce of time,
I wish I could be...
So many years I lived,
just to die an unknown death
and live an undead, unknown life.