topaz lenses.

you pulled on my memories, my soul; my achilles heel. and so, crippled and limping, i had no escape from your love, and it swallowed me up, drowning me until i gave in and inhaled. so i broke down, and your wonderful love filled me completely. it electrified me, coursing through arteries and capillaries and making me finally whole. i see the world not through rose-tinted glasses, but lenses of topaz; everything in my vision exploding with sunlight, giving me the purest, most absolute hope. here's hoping i don't break them.