Point of View

When I imagine you

In the world 

Free from the imposed — 

Lifestyles, images, goals;

Free from have tos, musts, being supposed tos — 

Free from the material,

The artificial, comfort zones, the official —

When I imagine you

In the world like that

You are the spitting image

Of what I’ve always wanted.

You are the echo of the lyrics

Of numerous songs I’ve heard,

The lines of the poems I’ve read

That imprinted in my blood, my underskin

The sensation of what I want to feel

Being held by a man.

You’re making the words,

Rhythms and beats

Come alive.

I’m in a song — 

You’re the music

And I — the words.

In the world like that

I can love you instantly

Head over heels,

Love at first sight

Losing my mind — 

That kind of stuff.

We are a notable couple,

Envy-provoking, all eyes on us.

You are melting when you watch me

And I glow from inside.

That is one way to put it,

One angle to look from.

Another one being

The one that puts the light on

Your self-centeredness

Excessive use of drugs

Excessive lack of plans

And of willingness to commit.

Being selfish to every bit,

Raising your voice unnecessarily

To prove your point

No one has asked for.

I’m not going to be

Your rehab therapist

Your mother

Or your savior.

I don’t need another case,

project or a patient — 

I don’t need to prove

To myself

Or anyone

That I can change a man.

I don’t need to prove it — 

Because 

I can’t.

I can let it go

Before you choose to let go — 

Walk away as leisurely as you came,

Hurting me as easily

As you sparked the flame.

Or I can stay.

Cautiously.

Make you fall for me.

I know you care

You just can’t get over you.

And surely I care too.

From a certain point of view.