Blinded By Heart

I wish you weren’t as sticky n gooey like honey. Your trickery leading me onto a sticky trail of your sneaky contributions towards a forbidden sweet tooth. It seems half as difficult to control my little monster with a luscious taste for something this savory of a treat. Do you enjoy making it hard to focus on the tilted painting on the ordinary wall when you distract me to look at the golden frame around the border? It’s a pretty message with an ugly intention. While my mind often drifts away out in the open, Hoping you would direct it back to its rightful consciousness, Though you never vowed to in the first place. You love me when I’m vulnerable don’t you? All of a sudden, The thought of your arms embracing this unlovable mess of a tramp is just too far unimaginable, isn’t it? I know that I was falling deep into a black soil ditch but I followed you along with love turning me to a blind eye so hopelessly, In hopes that my stupid one-sided crush would be returned.