1:11: empty heart.

maybe the reason wishes on 11:11, or yellow lights or shooting stars are so good, 

is because they're so true and real. clearly they don't always come true.. 

but it's that split second, when you glance at clock or look up into the sky. 

and you don't take time to think about what you want.. your heart knows instantly.

sometimes it catches me off guard; the thought that my heart shouts out. 

but tonight, when the clock read 1:11- my mind went blank. and ran all over the place. 

i don't have a wish. 

maybe that means i'm content. 
or maybe it just mean i have yet to figure out what i want.