Visions of You

History connects in slits of time
Moments born from flashes of changes

Past seemingly lost 

like tarnished silver 

yet lingering malevolence 

etches slowly in arsenic  

The abyss of longing 

From strands of your hair to the tips of your fingers

The visions of you

From the curve of your lips to the lines of your tears

One day my words may fail you or many days they may

One day my memories may fail me or they may yet so

I will forgive all your transgressions 

I will carry all my contradictions 

I just want to make you happier 

with a method I can understand

with as much effort I can muster 

I can apologize when I see my errors 

for misunderstanding you

for misunderstanding myself 

If apologizing simply for the sake of apology

it is empty

the moment of validation holds no truth

I can recall how exactly our paths cross
How each image of you pierces into me
A road tiled with fascination around attachment

vague in definition but pristine 
A vestige of you created in my mind in chaotic perfection