Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Best

I've lost you.

The beauty in you
Drains out of my vision
Slow drops turning into
Rapid streams
How did I ever see you as so
Light-filled, so fresh,
Something new and something to hope for?
As others' lenses shift into
My peripherals
I see you differently
The result is disastrous;
I hate this new angle
A shadowey monster,
An unwanted rumor
That follows you,
Drenched in childish philosophies and
Shallow stigmas
I miss the days
I saw you with fresh eyes
And when I brought out the best in you.

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