(this poem is written in a guy's perspective and it's written to the title, which is kinda ironic because the girl is not blind, she's more ignorant)
I can't stop
thinking about you:
your smile,
your laugh,
your cuteness...
Even though
you might think
it's boring now
since you're used to
being called cute.
Nothing in this world
I can tell me so;
not even you.
It hurts me sometimes
on how many times
I upset you
because I made a stupid mistake.
I just can't stop caring about you.
I love you.
Can't you see that?
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