Where love does blind us, pain unveils
To all the missed minor details
The things we forced ourselves to see
How we wanted them to be
They say “love is blind”
But truth be told, it isn’t.
Love can see quite clearly
And we cannot see through its eyes
But it acts like a curtain
Between us and the truth
Just like looking at the sun
And then looking away
We don’t really know
What we see, and what we don’t.
*But love is blinding
And pain unveils*
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 10:27 AM UTC
Where love does blind us, pain unveils
To all the missed minor details
The things we forced ourselves to see
How we wanted them to be
They say “love is blind”
But truth be told, it isn’t.
Love can see quite clearly
And we cannot see through its eyes
But it acts like a curtain
Between us and the truth
Just like looking at the sun
And then looking away
We don’t really know
What we see, and what we don’t.
*But love is blinding
And pain unveils*