...the cure...

a long time ago

i wasn't able

to look others in the eye.

i hid myself in layers of mystery

not ever admitting

that i wanted to be found.

i kept to myself;

my world consisted of

the pen, the page, and me.

but then you came along

you made me want 

to look up

just so i could know

the colors of your eyes.

now

every day i see those eyes

i am thankful

grateful

blessed in an indescribable way.

i wish i could tell you

how you changed me 

into a better

stronger

person

but i'm not perfect yet.

maybe someday

a long time in the future

i'll be able to tell you

these words.

maybe then

you'll have cured me

again.