Love is blind, keep your eyes open
It wasn’t a fairy tale romance or love at first sight. A casual friendship took a turn at Cupid’s street. The friend turned into mon amour. In his company, I experienced beautiful feelings I never experienced before. After two decades on this planet this was a very new discovery and I wanted to enjoy it for the rest of my life. Being taller than my Mom I felt I knew what I wanted and I promised to keep my commitment to this new found relationship.
I was confident that no matter what, I can manage any challenges that might come in the future. I made a home at Cupid Street with mon amour.
I focused on my life at Cupid Street. I immersed myself in the sweet talks, the dream of loving future, the macho looks, the fun meetings, the hand-in-hand walks, the many evenings together and the sweet fragrance of love.
In another part of the world, off the Cupid Street, many windows displayed the callous, the selfish, the liar, the womanizer, the lazy, the greedy, the manipulator, the cheat, the spendthrift, the pimp, the good-for-nothing, the back stabber, the heartless father, and the fool.
Hey but I was in Cupid Street. Why would I need to peep into the other world? I preferred to close my eyes and lost myself in my love and my work.
After two kids and a mound of debts, the paints, the fancy flowers and the fragrance of Cupid Street had faded away giving me the clear view of the world I had ignored earlier. The windows were clearly visible with more details.
And I realized, that those windows were nothing but a reflection of my own house.
The sooner we open our eyes, though honest and brutal, the better (clearer) the view of our reality.
Let love be blind, but don’t lose your sight.