How blinded we are by love.
How it robs us of our ability to heed our instincts.
How it seduces us to believe when doubt tries to warn us.
How eagerly we embrace the false promises as truth.
How foolish we are to trust utterly without question.
I wanted to believe…I did believe.
I was naïve and now I pay the price.
Not only in pain and tears, but in the uncertainty of my
willingness to ever allow myself to love so deeply again.
Is love worth the risk?
I want to say yes, but I can’t.
Perhaps in time.