The Perspective of an Eyeglass

You don't wear me that much these days. Is it because I'm no use to you anymore? Did your eyesight got worse? I've been in this case for quite a while now. I miss staring at the blue sky with you. The last time you wore me was when you were supposed to meet your best friend. You were searching hard at the mall but you did't saw her. I guess she stood up with you again, so you entertained yourself by dropping by at the bookstore. You can keep your from people but you can never hide the sadness in your eyes from me.

 I knew you like the back of my lens. So let me catch those tears again. Allow me to be there for you and to see things that you and I could only see.