Some say love is blind,
While I say lovers are blind….
With no sight of an end, and no sense of direction,
Most lose track of what they're trying to find…
While lovers are odd, and difficult to explain,
One thing they all have, is a heart and a brain…
While they don't use the two,
The theories of love always seem to come true…
But what shall happen when love does not prevail,
What shall happen when it is no longer a fairytale…
How can you tell the person u love,
That he is no longer the man you dream of….
You have no control, of what your heart does,
Hence no control over "what is", to "what was"…
You then have the choice of breaking his heart or living a lie,
But anything is less painful than seeing his cry…
But you choose the right thing, knowing the pain,
But you wish you could die, at least a cut to the vein…
For hell would be heaven,
Compared to ending it after seven…
I wish my heart could break again and again for a million years,
Before his eyes even thought of shedding tears…
Crying tears of blood from a broken heart,
I wish I was never hit by Cupid's dart…
This is such a difficult feeling to ever explain,
But I'd die a thousand deaths before ever causing his pain….
Although I dont want him, I'll always love him,
For all the years to come, there'll be no one above him…
Some say love is blind,
While I say lovers are blind….
With no sight of an end, and no sense of direction,
Most lose track of what they're trying to find… |
Submission Name: Blind
