Cleaning my glasses,
For the first time in a while
And I see the world clearer then
What I had first envisioned.
I sit next to the
mirror that I had left broken
a year ago before.
An image I don't quite
remember as myself.
The me who you saw
And a version of someone
I thought lacked.
But in reality
there was more to that.
My fragile soul was
confused by
the messages.
When disappearing
and reappearing was
only a message.
the reality was
we were both too
unstable both.
our hearts wanted
something that
wasn't available.
I sit here watching
remembering of the past
but this time its
not about it in fact.
This time its
different I feel it for
Sure where
much deeper in this
Then ever before.
My heart aches anew
With a new
found devotion towards
You.
I've fallen again this time
I plan not to lose you too.
