Love is Blinding

I just want to be loved by someone that I can call my own. no longer a lonely child, but a woman that has grown. A woman with a depression that can never be shown. Grown into the epitome of what a modest woman should be, But this modesty is a disguise for the woman I've been forced to believe is me. Blinded by my own self so that my true self I cannot see. Blinded by the deep feelings that I've had for you ever since that first day. I'm now blind to the entire world because only the world is blocking my way...to you. My heart is as empty as the oceans are full. But my mind is over worked and raging like a wild bull. The moment my mind composes and contrives thoughts of you, My heart suddenly finds life and my soul becomes rescued. If only the thoughts of you that keep my body alive could be more than in my mind. Then perhaps a true happiness in life is a treasure I may find. I can't stand to look at you because I know that what I am looking at is not the real you. The person I see is the one that I envision in my dreams and in my mind to one day be true. I cannot say that I love you because I do not know who the real you is. This feeling of mine is one I always feel but the idea of real love will be missed. I know that I should extinguish these feelings because my dreams do not come true, But whether or not I am dreaming my soul lets me know that my heart onlyn beats for you. My blood flows for no other reason.