Blind

Sometimes, we hurt each other without noticing it
We're blinded, blinded by our own feelings...
Sometime's, we're blinded by a feeling we tend to call "love"
or blinded by "hate"

In the end, we're just blind, we're unable to see the truth...
until someone hurts us, until we're exposed to that storm that we have avoided all along

and then what?
it hurts, it hurts so much
but there's nothing we can do...

Try to mend a broken heart?
a broken friendship?
a white lie?

what is there to mend?
if it was meant to help us realize the truth...