A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE

the first time i saw you through those rose-tinted glasses
that i so wear on my searching eyes and that incurably romantic heart
i possess in my bosom,
i was shocked..for i found my reflection
staring back at me.
tainted, scarred, with painful cracks here and there.
nevertheless, so emotional, simple, curious
...and vulnerable.
you were nothing that i had not seen before.

it is just that i found myself in you,
and you became irresistible and different to me.
it seems ages since i last saw you
for you had wished to part ways...
and i like forever, did not say anything.
might i say "could not say anything?"

remembrance can be such a sweet pain,
making your heart flutter one moment,
and get shattered and cause your lovelorn eyes well
up with tears...the next.
still, you kept coming back to me...
i know that time has sadly, passed by.
the time when we both used to exchange loving glances,
and wrought by passion look each other in the eye,
each trying to find out what the other felt.
the time when we used to fight, but happily got back,
like kindergarten kids fighting over their paper planes
and barbie dolls.

i sure cannot get back lost time, for the water once touched
wont create the same ripples it did...
when you too felt for me.
all i can do is stare at the pool of still, calm, placid water
and think back in time.
think of you and smile to myself, wistfully
knowing fully well i might cry any moment.
remembrance is all i have, i have no regrets.
and get happy once in a while.

why do  you think i always wear my lenses..
they change my perspective...and make me smile again,
no matter.