I see you,
when the world was dark. When everything was shattered, you came right in through the crack. When you stepped on my patio – where it was dim no matter how colorful the flowers are; when you said you’d be my eyes, I found a miracle.
And the days went on
with your voice resounding. It was quite a show, I can tell. I didn’t even know I was already listening well.
Then came the day when light showed itself to me. My eyes opened and i saw the face which owns the voice which I now find comforting. Then what happened next is less than exciting.
I lost you.
Right when I was ready to see you.
Or maybe, I wasn’t?
Or maybe I do.
I saw you when the world was dark for me.
You saw my fall and caught a glimpse of how I rise again.
we could never know how things unfold. We could never know if the sparks continued to ignite. All I know for sure was, when it was dark you became mine.
And now that the light came back to me, there is no one to see.