Blind Love

Love is blind;
you do not choose
who you love
and who lose.

You can't control
this feeling at all.
You do not pick
to whom you fall.

It's a mutual feeling,
this strange attraction.
Your love for them
controls every action.

But sometimes it hurts
the ones close to you,
because they envy
all that you do.

They want to be
by your side,
but they never could,
no matter how hard they tried.

This is because,
for her, you long.
Because before her,
your's was a sad song.

This is why
she's so dear;
why she's the only
one you want near.

No one can substitute
in her place,
and you always only
want to kiss her face.

This is why
they can't succeed,
because she's the only
one you need.