I could have...
...sailed across 24,906 miles around the earth.
And surfed on a sea of countless copper pennies.
...flipped through 478 crisp white pages in 963 old books.
And connected those shiny fragmented dots on an indigo sky.
...consumed 1,848 rich calories in every greasy meal.
And wasted endless hour-full minutes in wishful thinking.
And installed a private salt-water lake made of tears.
And you survive in every gushing pulsating milli-beat.
The equations are now in perfect balance.
And I'm left with Nothing.