Love is Blindness

I’ve loved you the way the sun cradles everyone but only in your direction.

I’ve loved you the way the sun also loved the moon and I’ve loved you as certain dark things were not supposed to be loved.

In other words I’ve always loved you.

But what would you care? Love is blind and cruel and selfish. Time is not mine; never was and love cannot wait for love is impatient to the point where it is impossible.