As good as it gets

We only have ourselves to blame
Our pleasant togetherness
was that drifted us apart,
We had what was good,
but needed more,

Harboured incredulous notions
of love passion fed
by movies by books,
By words of twisted poets heavenly sublime
I wanted us to be better
You wanted us to be perfect
Neither seeing what we were, are
hunger for a greater love
became its very poison

Today passing through the shadows
Of fleeting relationships
Of veneers of attachments and likes
Of lusts and pitys
Realise far from each other
That thing we had
Was as good as it gets

Feb 7, 2011