glasses
come closer so i can see you
nerd
bookworm
academic girl
call it
what you
want
i got these
after trying my
sister’s
that got me
a degree of
my own
we orbited
in the same
circle
you knew
me
and i knew
you
our first
cheery hellos
at the mere age
of nine
you were on
my right
in chinese
class
math whiz
meets
language
extraordinaire
red circles on your
worksheets;
none on mine—
it’s time i
helped this boy
fast forward
seven years later
my cherry red glasses
gave way to blue
who would
have known?
now you stand
facing me
at seventeen
my clear-framed
glasses
sliding down
my nose
your perfect vision
a subject of
my envy—
my glasses are
a part of me
i love to see
i love to observe
i love to witness
i hate the blur
i hate the unknown
i hate the uncertainty
but tell me why
dear boy
whenever you
come close
our faces mere
inches away
i fight back the
urge to
take off my
glasses
and
focus
on
you
i’ll let the world
pass me by
in a blur
if
and only if—
i have you
so go on
take that leap—
i know you
want to
time is ticking
we are only
seventeen
once
let me find out
the colour
of your eyes,
the stars
they hold
and
the taste of
your rosy lips
my dear boy
come a little
closer—
i’m not
wearing
my glasses.




LOVE this Xins!!! So so sweet and as a certified Old Lady™️ I can confirm the nostalgia I felt reading this made me swoon! Oh to be seventeen again (praying I don’t turn into Zac Efron now I’ve said that…)
This piece is just brilliantly written❤️🔥❤️🔥 you have a beautiful way with words I cannot explain other than the fact that I love it