perspective puts people
in places you’re surprised to find them

like so far past a petty crush
at points of rants and secrets and sharing
to become an important daily presence

like splashing in the shallow end
kicking rocks and pretending to be weighed down
by your faults

like a distant memory of who you were
before you transformed into who you are
a pleasant reminder of human goodness

like caring for you in all the wrong ways
heavy with fear and hurt by your rejection
of a childhood loved but gone

like beautiful when you turn your head
just so, where no one else seems to look
instead of at their darker side