Falling Blind

God, do I wish I could feel your love, your love to the fullest.
I wish you'd kiss me with all the passion you possess
and hold me with all the security in you strength.
God, I wish I never stopped giving you my all
and were capable of returning the gift.
I once heard somewhere, "Love is a gift, not an obligation."
It is a gift, that cannot be returned.
One that covers our eyes while you stand on the edge of a cliff
making you take the fall.
And because you are being blinded by love
you are unable to see while falling.
You hit a rock, and it hurts.
Yet, you are still blinded so you can't avoid the next rock
or the next and yet continue to fall
unexpectingly continueing to do so never knowing when it'll end,
or how, or where.
Not knowing how far down,
or how many more objects you'll hit.
Why down?
Is there a way not to be blinded and to go up?
Or do we just set ourselves up for failure?
Because we are only human.