Blind Love

Call her eX, Y, or Z,

But I loved her intensely.

No, I still do – can’t help it!

I let the bird fly out – I was cool.

Now I feel the pain, feeling the vacuum!

People come in, leave their footprints, and go.

We receive them warmly, see them off with a smile.

Then we feel the pain, thinking of the loss, of the days lived!

I wish I never loved in my life – love is blind and leaves you in dark.