Missing the past

Missing the past
looking up at the stars
wandering where
all the others are
in this world which is so bizarre
staring into the night
wandering how many see
the same sight

missing the past
looking into the sea
feeling the calm cool breeze
hearing the waves whistle
crashing by the feet

thinking how we use to come here
just to feel the sea
thinking this would never end
that the times would last forever
but as time begins to bend
and all the friends begin to end
all the old trends
all that we use to defend
gone away forever over all the time
that held us from all the crimes

missing the past
still wishing
it would have been able to last
wishing no one ever clashed
wishing for all the times
that we laughed
to come back
in a flash
sitting here under the stars
remembering
this forgotten past