Her vision isn't 20/20 anymore, yet she still see the charm on every splattered color in the horizon; she still look for beauty in ugly days, she could still envision victory in every failure.

Her vision isn't 20/20 anymore, yet she could still picture out the aesthetic world inside the book she's reading, she could still meet a stranger's gaze, and acknowledge the smile on people's face, she's still impressed with the view of rainy days.

Her vision isn't 20/20 anymore, yet she still love watching you grow; she could still discover the light in your dark soul, she could still the pick up the positive in your negative thoughts.

Her vision isn't 20/20 anymore, yet she's still attracted with your existence even if her presence doesn't affect yours.