Everyday we touch, and I feel your presence,
But the fondness is somehow absent.
You try to clear things up for me, and widen perspectives,
But I always see through you.
You spend the day with me, every moment of light,
But you never realise that my dreams are fine without you.
Yet you leave a mark on me,
That I try hard to remove.
Negatives seem to increase with time,
And I don't care too much for plusses too.
Looking forward to the day I get rid of you,
And move to contact lenses!