Blinded from what I concluded as good,
but merely was a mask.
I believed you so,
and now my emotion is flawed.
Your face etched throughout my thoughts,
my devotion for you hidden.
And while I didn't see until now,
I can not hide my reason.
Wished I did for you to see.
Yet all there existed was
a desire taking away from the truth.
Too much faith I put into you,
such I should have kept secure.
Yet the mistake I made I can not regret,
for not only did I learn, but I have a good friend.
And while that might not be enough,
it is enough to stitch up my mending broken heart.
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