Glasses Poem by Nika McGuin

Blurred vision can be so beautiful
you see what you want to see
you squint, and its still magical
but eventually there are things
you need to see and know
that they are indeed real
and everyone is telling you
to get glasses because blurred,
perfectly beautiful vision-

Love really -
doesn't allow you
to see the truth
Is love stupid?
why cant love
and true vision
simply co-exist?

and love after glasses
just hurts
after I put them on the blurring
isn't beautiful or magical anymore
what to think of this creature I love?
this creature that
lets me down
and breaks my heart
why are you like this?
and why don't you hear me?

Hardly matters now
because what I saw
was so greatly flawed
I don't know when
the flaw started
all I know is
it hurts
to look at you now

~Nika