I still wish for you. Every "star light, star bright, first star I see tonight." Every 11:11 and 12:34. Every star that shoots across the night sky. It has always been you and it always will be. “Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.”
“Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.” But I don't believe in that stuff anymore. See you never came. Never took me away to a place where my troubles were out of sight. I would look out my window every night and start that wishful wishing. I knew just where to look, too! Second star to the right. I would gaze at it until bedtime, hoping you heard my wish. Just wanting you to take me far, far away. But you never did. You never came. Why did you not? It's all I ever wanted. Just to go away with you, to have adventures. I wanted to fight pirates and meet mermaids, make friends with Indians and fly with pixie dust and happy thoughts! I wanted you to steal away my kiss; my one kiss just for you. I didn't ever want to grow up. I believed in you. But you let me down... You never came. Not for me.
It's a mean, bad world here. I don't like it at all. It feels cold, dark. It's deprived of the warmth and light in which I believe Neverland must be filled. “All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.” But not my world. There's bad things everywhere; evil consumes my world. But you figured all this out early, didn't you? That's why you left. “Oh, the cleverness of me!” I wonder if that's why it's called Neverland? Because I will never get to go... I could have, but you never came. You knew how horrible growing up would be. How terrible this world was, and how much worse even it would come to be. So why didn't you come save me? I begged and pleaded every night... But you never came. You are a very selfish boy, making me grow up here all on my own. Why did you think you could keep it to yourself? Why did you leave me here, so lost and alone. You never came. Not for me.
Thing is...
“All children, except one, grow up.” I guess this means I have to grow up now. I don't want to. It's scary and it's hard. But I don't think I have a choice. Growing up is just... Well, it's just not nice. I don't think I'm doing it quite right, or well. I think I would still like to come with you, if only you would come for me. Won't you? Ohh please, please come. I simply cannot bear to grow up anymore... It hurts. I don't like it at all and I am simply no good at it. I still wish for you, you know. But you'll never come. Not for me. But as you know, “Never is an awfully long time.” Maybe not never after all. Maybe someday. Perhaps someday you will come... Until then. “You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.”
"Second star to the right and straight on till morning."
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