Could I just be crazy in the mind
when I'm thinking about Romance
in the most bizarre way than anyone else?
How we could always see the things in romance
the beauty and the tears that follow in it's path
on the journey of our life
from the moment we open our eyes
it feels like the world is quite limited
even though we might believe
that we witness true beauty each day
somehow it's still just a tiny piece of the puzzle
from the moment our eyes lay upon the one
we would never learn to turn away from
At the start of our journey
when the only time we see ourselves
through a mirror or the shadow reflect from light
have we truly witness romance the way others do
when we can only see a narrow path before us
even when the world is vast and larger than life itself
we want to believe that we see our dreams
from the first person view we witness a love like no other
when the moment our eyes first laid upon our partner
to the many moments that we shared with each other
the way she smiles before our limited view
or even the tears she shed in our arms
how hopeless it all feels
when our eyes can only show us so much
till the day we finally wake-up
with the first site being our lover and children
or even the future that we always dreamed about
and the past that we try our best to recall during new meetings between other couples that see us in their own personal view
somehow we are witnessing love in our own first person view
as if we are sitting in front of a computer screen
controlling and failing in games that seem like reality
slowly we start to grow old
with those that mean the world to us
we still see them daily, old or young
somehow they never change in our eyes
much like a love you seen before ages ago
we slowly start to realize how far we came
to finally be where we are today
it's as if we are watching a movie of our live
from the start of a romance that had it's humps and failure
till the end we finally realize that there is nothing in this world
we would rather see with our own first person view
than the one that means the world to us
we all witness love in a first person view
but maybe we just never noticed such small things
until the moment when it's finally over
as we lay silent and weak
holding the hands of those who shared your view
as they bid you farewell and start their own journey
of discovering their own first person view in this life
we call "love"
