Changed Perspection, New Begining

Oh if I could recall my past as treasure,
I'd return to those days without fear.
I'd see your smile, keep believing
you're love, generous, truly care,
But your action didn't speak love to me.

If my past were easy, flowery
I wouldn't have my present conviction,
and I'd miss out on my latest design.
And I'd fall for your deception.

I see care as meeting my needs,
absent when desertion and heartache leads.

Yet I'm liberated from the convictions of others.
Not willfully but because of your hurtful ways.
I see you as your actions speaks to me,
Says you had no care or love for me,
Changed my perspective and created a new beginning.