"What's in a name? That which we call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet."

love me for who i am.
how true. how true.

often we are blinded by whats visible to the naked eye.
we trusted our eyes,
we trusted our feelings,
we trusted ourselves,
with no concern that they may all be a lie.

we held on tight to that belief.
we ignored the unpleasants.
we dare not dream, yet
we made them our life divine.
with no reservations that it would all hurt us.

i dare not fathom what's going on.
i dare not confront you.
i dare not imagine of what's happening.
i dare not ask but feel apprehensive.

all that's in my mind is
your glorious smile
your eyes so wide
your nose so implish
your lips so tender.

i only know.
i only know that you matter.
nothing else does.