i can see them now and how many i missed but only after they're gone because i just look the other way when they're here. it happens because i let it happen. they don't really matter anyway, it would just be me mostly i think. i would be in my right but in their wrong and then it would just be whisked away, like wind-blown trash. today and tomorrow i'll only sit and gaze and think. i won't achieve much, but i will have a few could have's and maybe's