Glasses, and a smile

I briefly glimpsed someone who

Reminded me of you when we first met:

Riding along,

A passenger in someone else’s car, staring straight ahead,

Glasses, and a smile.

And I knew then, why I loved you

And how I forgot that too,

Trying too hard to be “perfect” for you

As if your loveliness now rested on me.

But your light, your brightness and your ease never needed anyone to just be.

A gift can’t be earned or it’s not longer a gift.

So let me stop thinking that I’m helping you

And just enjoy each frequent glimpse of your smile, your delight, and the love it means to me.

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