Why couldn't I see
What was before my eyes
Could it be because what
I saw would make me cry?


It has often been said
Sometimes love is blind
You begin having feelings
Of an unusual kind.



If the one you love
Out of the clear blue sky
Says they've stopped loving you
You feel like you're going to die.



I guess it's been this way
Since civilization began
If you have this sad experience
Deal with it best you can.
Ralph L. Clark © July 11, 2009
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