About the Poem
This poem is about looking back at love that didn't work, for whatever reason. It's about learning to love again, and letting your heart become tender again. I know from experience that it is hard, but it is necessary in order to move on.
The Lens of Time |
| by Matt Parvin |
| Softly I remember your lips So softly Words that dripped From your lips To my ears. I never used to look back, Not at you. What good would it do To remember the hurt, The burn of being spurned? I couldn't let your face Or your voice Creep into the place Where my dreams hid. Letting go was easier that way. It was nice to think of you As wrong. Of our love as a Michael Bolton song. Tragic, short lived, very emotional. But, what justice is this? Could hate pass as penance? No, nothing could. But, now I smile When I think of the short while I loved you. Your full laugh And big, beautiful eyes Bring sighs, Sighs of fondness in those private hours. You see, through the lens of time We see things not as we want, But as they are. Whether you are near or far, Know that I have a place, A special space, For you in my heart. |
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