it's simple.
he loves me,
i respond to the love.
This is my response to his
love for me.
perhaps it is half requited,
and not quite there.
i don't know what this is...
it's a prison for me
because I can't see.
i can only see with my heart,
thats all.
what else am I suppose to do?
just wait for him,
the games in his hands,
the rules are his,
he's blindfolded me,
I am just blindly groping about in the darkness.
looking for the pieces.
My father God has been my eyes
and he has been playing for me
in my blindness..
so that game would be
fair..