The Ideal or The Ignorant?

So, I've realized something as I have reflected on my reflections (and yes I know that sounds weird). I've realized that almost all of my memories are idealized. They hold an entirely good or bad feeling. There is never a middle ground. The good memories become perfect as my mind shapes and mold them over time. For a long time I have despised this. It is like my mind is hiding the truth, that even though I know the situations are not as bright as my mind reconstructs I cannot remember the flaws. For instance, it is fair to say a lot of people have "the one that got away". I believe that the person who got away is idealized. Not because we choose to do it but because of ignorance. Think about it, the person gets away before we really know them. This may not be true for everyone, but it is for me. For me there are a few people that I didn't get the chance to fully know. One of those people was a girl. The time we spent together was like cinematic perfection. Then she left for another state, and out of fear I chose not to get to know her before she left. So from then on she remained faultless to me. I never had time to find a flaw, and she made her best impression. But ignorance can be bliss. Just because we didn't get the time we wanted doesn't mean all is lost. I look at it like this, two people shared a great time. That other person is perfect; everything they did made you happy. So in your mind that person and those memories are flawless. That thought, that feeling, can never be tarnished. Whether those moments were love, friendship, they are perfect and will always remain that way. So be confident in that, and the fact that the ideal can be good and ignorance can be bliss. 

A Love Unknown

A summer’s night seemed never so bright

A love unknown in the middle of the night

I looked into your eyes and saw the life that was a lie

A daydream that seemed to pass me by.

A love unknown is a lover’s lonely stone

A love unknown is a harvest never sewn

And as I watch you pace my dreams

and as I watch your green eyes gleam

I see a love I would only hope to have known

We walked for hours but waited for days

We took walks on the beach and soaked in the rays

But even the sun could tell that he was no more than a love withheld

A lovely dream simply put on a shelf

But ignorance is bliss and I was wrapped in ecstasy

I marveled at the thought of you sinking in right next to me

Yet all the while, the tides of life conspired in the endless sea

I watched you leave your home for a life unknown

And I stood in awe of a glass heart that had been thrown

A love unknown is all we would ever be.

An unknown love lost in a raging sea

I painted matrimony on a canvas dry and lonely

I built us a home out of dreams marked as phony

A love unknown is a daydream never achieved

A fictitious reality built out of steam.

A love unknown is a door never fully closed

A love unknown is never truly shown

A love unknown is like water in your hands

It seeps through the cracks of a grip strong as land

And in the waning evening my heart starts the dreaming,

You and I are sleeping in the sand.

We are more in love than the moon and sun can stand.

The tide rolls in and you are in my arms again.

A love unknown was present even then.

Yet in the breaking crest of a sunset full of fantasy

I see you, me, and our very own family

A love unknown lies in the Florida stone

While northern skies sit all alone

A love unknown is as cold as snow

A love unknown is the only love we’ll know