9 months ago your eyes were a different color and you used to stare at me like I was the prettiest constellation.
It shocks me how the lips I once kissed have muted and evolved into an unrecognizable piece of your body.
There's nothing special,  your eyes are no longer the tone of copper, they don't look like honey anymore and the bees are just disappointed, there's no sparkle, the feeling of warmness and secureness has been replaced and I can look away without being utterly hypnotized by them.

What if I needed
For you to simply glance my way..?
Would it validate my existence?
Make the invisibility cloak start to
fray?

What if it was essential
To communicate your thoughts and
fears?
Would it make me less mechanical
And find a way to allow the tears?

What if it was vital
To not dash and dine behind closed
doors?
I wonder if that adjustment
Makes for serene and calming shores?

What if letting go of the toxic
Is an integral part of growth?
Does that lead to a sense of
secureness?
Not being afraid of the things
unknown?

What if touch was necessary?
A hug to make it all go away...
Would the craving for what was lost
Be an obscurity that was never in the
way?

What if ALL the "What If's"
Bring light to just one truth?
Would I welcome in the contentment
Had I been nurtured in feeling loved
by you..?

Like kids playing a game in the fresh cut summer grass at a park. Careless and full of excitement. We laugh and act as children. Our lives are linked 1450 miles away. A feeling of secureness in someone you've never touched. A life you've only seen through pixels on digital screens. There's not a chance I will ever meet my corazon but I don't care. Intriguing my mind and challenging my soul, one doesn't forget. The feelings you invoke with your innocent smile that alters my perception on life. You give me a different view point on a model man. Something about you makes me want to be glorious. I am emotionally invested.