Blind Love



Why can't you see that I love you?

That I'll never stop loving you?

Even knowing that you can't;

You won't, love me?


I wish I had never known of your existance;

Never learned your name,

Heard your voice,

Seen that amazing smile.

I would have been spared the heartache,

But it's too little too late,

And now I can't live without you.


You are as natural and vital to me as breathing.

Don't you see yet?

You are key to my survival.

I can guarantee that if--

If something ever happened to you

I wouldn't want to go on.


My very existace evolves around you--

You and only you,

And no one could ever take your place,

Or steal my heart,

For you've always had it.

It's yours if you choose.


I gave it unwillingly to you a long time ago,

But you refuse to aknowledge it laying at your feet.

Abandoned, it waits for you;

I wait for you.

Will you always keep me thus?


You frustrate me to the breaking point,

Yet I love you still,

Even through all the pain you've caused me.


And I will continue to express my love for you;

If only in secret.

So I leave you with a kiss,

Though it only exists in my dreams.

In dreams of what could be:

Of you. . .and me.

  • Author: Stormy Day (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 2nd, 2011 13:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sounds desperate right? It is. Wrote it during my 7th grade year and it was my first crush that struck me hard. The boy hardly said so much as said five words to me on a monly basis, yet I was totally head-over-heels for him. Yes, I told him numerous times about my feelings about him, to no avail. Turned out to be a real jerk, and yes, I did get over him, and two others have "stolen my heart" since. Moral? Life is dynamic and unpredictable. Don't get stuck in a rut thinking, "I'll always think, feel, behave, and interact the same as I do now." Because you're mistaken. I label this poem 'Letter' because it is unsent. Challenge: Can you find the oxymoron in the poem?
  • Category: Letter
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