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Cupcake Love07:38 Oct 26 2011
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Isn't it funny how easily we can be blinded by love. You see someone every day and fail to see the obvious flaws.
In your eyes they are perfect and can do no wrong and you think your so lucky to have such perfection in your life. You trust them completely. Their every move and gesture is like poetry to you. You cant stand to be away from them even for a mere moment
Then one day when the love has been stripped away by the actions of that person you suddenly awaken to see that most of what you thought you loved about them was just the Icing. With x-ray eyes you manage to see past the icing to the actual core and find that it is not so pretty after all. Allot can be hidden under enough Icing and you find that you actually hate the cake. You thought it was chocolate but what was actually underneath was no more that filler. A mixture of many qualities that you have grown a great distaste for.
You look Back and wonder how the hell you never seen these huge flaws before. You toss it around in your mind looking for those answers and come up empty. "Aha, they have pulled the wool over your eyes." Someone once said.
You look at them now and every other word they speak feels like an attack on your very nature. An attack on everything you believe and fight against. You hear their deceit and lies as the kettle calls the pot black. It grates against the very fibre of your nerves and you want to scream out at them. Who are thy that has ripped apart my heart and cast it into a kettle of salt knowing it would burn in painful agony.
I hear stories of true love. I hear stories of those that live together for a great many years and still love one another completely and without question. Willing to give their very lives for that one special person. My heart yearns for that kind of unflinching love. If I indeed found someone that loved me that way after my heart has been cast in the salt so many times would I even know it? Or would I cast it aside for the very fear of being heart so greatly yet again? Is it now to late for me to have that mythical love or did it ever truly exist?
Sylivia Adelaja
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