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 Feb 2014 olivia young
Syd
blindspot
 Feb 2014 olivia young
Syd
I am in love with a boy
Who was born blind
In his left eye
I had no idea until one day
His grandmother decided
To fill me in
And I almost laughed because
I saw no tell-tale signs
of this affliction
And like a small child
Acting on a prediction
I covered your eye with
My hands and asked,
"So you can't see me?"
Our noses nearly touching
But our souls feeling far
"No," he replied
"But I  don't need to
To know how beautiful you are."
Sweet desert fragrance
perfume lingers in my mind
long after the rain
the night you left me,
is a walk down memory road,
that includes exasperation,
desperation,
humiliation,
and hospitalization.

the night you slept with her,
is a symbolism of
my disadvantage of letting go,
because my heart remained
deprived of you.

the time i slept with you again,
is a display of my ability
to let my emotions take over my pride.

when i agreed to be yours once more,
it's a sign of my vulnerability,
and how easy it is
for me
to relapse,
and fall back into an unhealthy addiction.

and all the times you left me after the first,
is just an exemplification
of my lack of strength.
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