Love that is blind is incredibly painful. Only because the idea of being blind is that you are aware, for certain, that something is missing from your view. You just can't manage to see it.
My love isn't blind. It's as clear as the ocean. I can curse myself for it but I won't because someday I will be someone's beautiful, sparkling, and green ocean mist. Just not yours. Never yours.
I hope you find clarity and that you find your ocean breeze. I still believe you will, and above all else, you deserve to not be blind, even if you're blind to me.
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