Blinded

With clear eyes I see things as they truly are, not as my love wanted them to be...What is your heart blinding you from? Sometimes, we have to step in and save ourselves, from ourselves. Some of the most courageous things you will do will be the most painful. It's choice, and choice isn't always warm and fuzzy. And sometimes, no matter how badly you want someone, the love you feel and have is not enough to save things...


I finally see things clearly
I see things as they are
Not the way I wanted them to be
I was blinded
Blinded by the love I held for you
Thought you held for me
I saw you as you were in my heart
Saw things only as I felt them to be
I was honest and sure
I was deeply in love with you
That was my reality
That was the reflection I expected to always see
~From you
~From me
That was my reality
But it wasn't the truth
I was blinded
It ended one day suddenly
The love of you and I
I didn't see it coming
But that's not really the truth
I was so busy basking in my love of you
I did not see you for you
There were plenty of signs
I chose to only see my love
I chose to ignore the lies
And they were there for me to see each and everyday
I was covered in my loving of you
When I should have walked away
I was blinded
By trust and the words you shared with me
But instead of your words
I should have paid attention to your actions
Because they were the reality
So what saved me?
What opened my eyes to the truth?
It was simply you being you yet again
But even then I didn't want to let go
I was still all in
I was still determined to love you
I thought my love would be enough for both of us
I was blinded
Finally, the weight of it all came crashing in
And I had to look at things as they truly were
I had to face the truth
And the truth is...
No matter how much I love you
No matter how much I might want to believe you love me
No matter how much I want this fairytale
It's over
Truth forced me out of blindness
And now I clearly see
Love is blind....but it's not always enough to save things
That's my new reality
I see things clearly now...not as my love wanted things to be...

Love is Frail

Love is Frail
It is like a delicate flower, which has to be given the right amount of sunlight, water and nourishment. Any more or less of the right things, and it will wilt and die.

Love is Frail
When it’s good, when all things make sense; it feels amazing.
When it’s bad, when you argue about things you don’t even understand; when the issues are bigger than the love, it feels horrible.

Love is Frail
To truly have what you need, you must be willing to strip bare of all ego. You must nurture it and give it your attention. It’s not about sacrificing who you are, but it is about be willing to sacrifice those things that do it harm. And there are things that do harm.

Love is Frail
That’s why it comes from the heart. The heart is so very delicate. It is the center of life; the center of love. Love requires patience, understanding, communication, growth, commitment, strength, work, due diligence, willingness, participation, honesty, conviction, faith, acceptance, honor, devotion, desire and passion….

Love is Frail
And yet, we crave it, need it, continue to seek it.