You came to me,
When my vision of life
Was just beginning to get hazy.
You changed my perception,
I must say!
Like the first few days of a new romance,
I showed initial concern towards you.
May be an obsession too…
And since things change,
Like it does in real romances,
I soon got fed up of you
But regardless of how I treated you,
You came along,
Helping me when I needed you the most.
With age, comes a kind of maturity,
That can look beyond the initial fragrance
Of anything new…
I knew you would be there for me ..
And I began to treat you with a new found love…
But dear one, move on I must.
And hence I do.
I will still cherish you and all that we had together
How can I forget the first time
You perched upon my nose.
I could be as naughty,
But get away with that studious look
And the first time when I took you close to my eyes,
The joy on being able to see crystal clear,
Without anything sitting on one’s nose.
Hmmm…..I move on….
I plan to do the laser surgery coming sat (18/3) and have taken a break after that.
I wouldn’t need specs or Contact lenses after that hopefully!
I wanted to write about this and couldnt find a better way......
So till I get back, c ya!