Is He Hurt Or Just Blind? Poem by Jessica Waskelis

Love is
Love is blind,
Is that why he can’t see?
Or is it because he don’t feel?
Everyone tells him that he’s sexy. Can he see?
The sexiness that everyone else sees?
Why does everything have to be so difficult to do anything?
Why does everyone have to make it so difficult?
Difficult to love, difficult to be happy,
Difficult to just be your self
But do they see what they do?
NO THEY DON’T, they just do that because
They don’t feel good about them selves
Will they stop before it’s too late? ?
NO, I don’t think so
Why are they the way they are?
I don’t know, do you know?
Will they stop before they hurt me? NO!
Will they stop before they hurt you? NO!
Will they stop before they hurt themselves? NO!
NO? ! You ask because they don’t know that they are
Hurting you, me, or them selves!
But do they see they are the ones that made him
Who and what he does! ! NO! !
He’s afraid to love because he’s afraid to be hurt
But he knows that I won’t hurt him but YET
He won’t open up; they told him the same thing I did
It’s like this maybe if I can trust him with my
Deep dark secret
Maybe he’ll learn to trust me back? ? ! !
There’s times when I just sit there looking at him
Just to see his face while he’s thinking or just talking!
Why can’t he see the sexiness I see?
Did they hurt him that bad?
Why does he cover his face while he takes pictures or talks?
Does he do all of this and won’t give in so easily
Because he’s blinded by love?
We’ll NEVER know will we?