Visionary

When I got lost in your eyes, it was as if the galaxy was here on earth. Colors all became so bland and I forgot what it was like to be alive from birth. Amongst all other things flowers lost scent, sky’s were always gray and nothing was ever the same since that day. Food had no eloquence for my taste, the longest of days all ended in such a haste I forgot to enjoy all the little things. I wanted to indulge in the simplicity of your stare again, though it seems I have lost sense of where you had run off to my friend. A star crossed love encounter was everything people write about, and it’s been a surprise to me how I have continued on without.