I saw your face again today and it wasn't you I know,
That casual glance sent me back in time even though.
The memory it inspired could have been better, still its purpose was served,
As I couldn't help but to wish you a smile, it was the least you deserved.
Who you were in our once was, was an illusion you always insisted,
When I saw a person inside of you that you didn't even know existed.
A you unspoiled by the reality of our far, far from perfect circumstances,
During a time in a place that left no room for second chances.
I took it for granted that you would like to be the person I sensed in my mind,
We both had a need for a new emotion; it was a different kind you wanted to find.
Confronted by a conflicting awareness of each other, the image soon collapsed,
It could have been just my imagination; I think it was just more of my tragic fate perhaps.
I was reaching out from my shadows of nothing and you inspired an anticipation that set me free,
In the sometimes inevitable cynicism of karma, you moved right in to the space where I used to be.
Maybe I should have ignored what my instinct whispered was your best,
It still wouldn't have worked out, still for a time I would have had you I guess.
As I think back on our tragedy, form dictates that I should hate you; of course I never could,
Still after all that's how it usually goes for what reason I have never really understood.
I had my chance to experience you anyway even if it didn't feel right in my heart,
Retrospectively I'm glad I didn't let a compromise of standards, ruin my image of a certain part.
Seeing you again reflected in someone else's innocence though does make me feel a slight regret,
This second glance at what you could have been was something I did not expect.
Yeah I saw your face again today, it wasn't you but then again you never were you,
Still in spite of the hopeless thought it is, showing you who you could be is something I'd still like to do.
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