blind spot.

when you're on a constant search for love, or just someone to grab on to,
is it just me or do your doubts engulve you so much you never realise who you really have till one day it smacks you right in the face?
and when you finally do, it's gone and then you freefall all over again repeating the same old mistakes knowing that you'll be losing more people along the way.

wait. did that even make sense?
its hard to write feelings you know.