Joseph Cross - Blind

I once looked on her,
With blinded gaze.
Tortured by beauty,
And fearful from love.
She walked at my side,
Close as a friend,
But never letting me closer.
Time and again,
I asked myself why,
But the answers never came.
Soon I began to see the truth,
My eyes became clear,
And the fog disappeared,
Revealing the true girl,
I thought I had loved.
Now I can see,
She could never love me,
At least not more than a friend,
And I must move on,
With open eyes,
And search for the one,
Who can love me,
More than she ever could.

Joseph Cross

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