If I learned to love with both eyes open

I would crawl into unknown alleys
with the expectation that it’s perfect for me.

and maybe that’s why I approach open hearts with sealed eyes,

so I can feel,
hear,
taste their imperfections,

knowing the heart for every chamber it contains

- sorrow came to me in the middle of the night and asked for a kiss, I showed it romance and eternal bliss
-Chloe Aldecoa