They say love is blind for this is true.
For I can't see anything when I'm with you.
Your words are like knives slicing through my heart and your hands are like bricks bruising my skin.
They ask why I still stick around
Why I continue to let you hurt me
But to me I'd rather be hurt thousands of times then to not be with you.
The way you make me feel when it's good is amazing. My heart is literally full when I'm around you and I miss you terribly when you're gone.
But when it's bad, it's horrible and we don't have any solid ground to stand on.
So yes love is blind for this is true
For I can't see anything when I'm with you.
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of Her
Poetry"I let her go because I knew she could do better. And now she's gone. I wonder if I should've just been better."
