My Midnight Diary!

Staring wistfully at the empty oyster shell upon my palm the pearl earned with labor no idea…when or how despite all care and caution got lost in negligence? Across the horizons the stars are jubilant in a mood of revelry within a split second there will be greetings galore though I won’t be there any more! the mermaids dancing on the shore can never sever me from my isolated self let them know the impulse of envy is defunct in me; tonight I’ll refresh my regular To-do-list in my midnight diary tomorrow the first thing that I shall do yes, I shall remember to forget you!