Manifesto

I.
I have always seen you through someone else's eyes.

Windows to another house; I peeked through and saw you pass on the street.
It was a path I could not take: the doors to my house were locked, and my feet wouldn't move (except for when I slept).

I traveled the highways of my heart looking for a key to escape this prison of mine, but when I found one, it only opened up my mind.

That's when I realized that my house was not a home, that all of my highways were toll roads, and that these eyes would never be mine.
That's when I realized that that the only thing I had to give you was a flower grown from the shattered fragments of my soul.

Don't let it whither please, darling.

II.
Can you see me from the street?

These windows aren't good for looking through, they're fogged up with teary goodbyes.

I can see you, regardless; you are stunning with curls in your hair, curls that twine around my heart.
I can see your eyes; they are like reflections of things undone, secrets untold, promises unbroken.
I can see your lips, like roses moist after the morning dew.
I can see your curves, more beautiful than the work of a heavenly sculptor.

I can see you, but you cannot see me -- you are blind to my desperate gaze.

III.
As you walk away, I feel like perhaps you have heard me.

Can you hear me? Were you listening as I poured out the essence of my being?
Or did this soundproof, loveproof glass prevent your hearing me?

I don't know why I love you, for I barely know you; you are like a celebrity I see on the movies, to whom I cannot speak, but whom I adore.

I have prayed that my spirit would reach you, before you wander from my sight, although I don't know if my prayers were ever heard through this glass.
I have spoken to the ghosts of my past, and yours; they have told me not to leave this house that is not mine, and not to stare through eyes not my own.
I have told those haunts that I cannot leave, or stop watching, if I wanted to.

I have always seen you through someone else's eyes, and that is the way it will be.