It was three years of something I called love
And I wished my eyes were the first to forget.
I wished my eyes forgot your eyes every time you looked at me
How they twinkle every time you gaze as if I was a beautiful galaxy
Full of stars that form your constellations
And your only sun, the center of all your revolutions.
I wished my eyes forgot your lips every time you spoke
How they part, how they touch, and even how they close
How they always curl up after saying my name
Like you just said the only beautiful word, and there weren’t any of the same.
I wished my eyes forgot your hands every time you held mine
How our fingers fit, and how perfect they looked like
How your every vein and every line appear to connect to my body
So tight, my darling, I thought you won’t ever let me go.
I wished my eyes forgot how good you always looked
Like you just came out alive from a best-selling fiction book
How every curve and every corner of your body seemed sculpted
And you were a masterpiece, a work of art.
I wished my eyes forgot the picture of us together
How there weren’t anything else, and nothing could have been better
We were smiling and laughing and so happy in every memory
Nothing could have taken you away from me.
I wished my eyes were the first to forget you
So that my heart would follow and erase everything, too
Everything from three years of what I called love
When love was something we never had.
Three years of something I thought was love
And after three years your memories are still all I have
I may have wished, but I never forgot
Because, darling, up until now, every road, every turn, every door I go into
They all lead me, take me back and back again to you.