Myopia

My eyesight ain't so good,
But you looked a lot like
Someone I could love,
Maybe it was just myopia,
Or the way you appeared
In the light,
But you were something
To behold, a sight
For sore eyes and hearts,
Through love-cataracts
And rose-tinted glasses,
You were simply perfect,
And it may have been shortsighted
But from the moment we met,
I could see clearly,
That you were the one for me.