what if i don't want to recover?

Are we all meant to be torn apart  

By all things good, 

And then expected to recover 

With tears 

With distance 

With time? 

But what if I don’t want to recover,  

If recovering means to return  

To normal, 

When normal no longer exists 

Since you came into existence? 

I just want to recover 

What was lost— 

Recover the pieces, of what was left 

Even if they’ll never make a whole, 

Because I will always see you 

Through blurry contacts 

Through a veil of mist 

Through rosie colored lenses.