Eli and never and me

After you I always felt a crater on my moon.

It's never filled.
Time inexorably ticks away and all the moments take off unemotionally without looking back.
Me? Alternate between future and past just like a pendulum once I toll the future bell and then past one; Totally oblivious of the moment, of now.
There have been a lot of things in my escapade of life that I wish I could take back when I get overly mawkish; Especially some of enjoyments and accomplishments.
I'll be fine, that's preordained.
I'm undergoing an unknown metamorphosis, which will finally get me come into my own.
Then, guess what I'll do =)
To the consternation of universe, I will settle in the sedate lap of a hot-air balloon for the next adventurous journey without food or drink because I believe.