ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

My Perfect Stranger 3

I had let you go, a realisation crept.

And now, I repented, 

Repented the moment, I thought was right, 

Repented the turn I took, I thought was right, 

I thought you were right and in front, The perfect girl. 

But you were gone, I could not even get to see you, your face. 

I could not get to know you, you, my imperfect stranger. 

Or maybe, Withered and torn, the imaginary creation, I had made you. 

There was no you. Just me.....

Maybe,

When I took that turn, I could have dreamt of you standing, looking into my eyes. 

And then I could have seen you, your perfect face.

And written verses in your admiration. 

Maybe, I just need to close my eyes, 

And find you again!!