Your Fool

a poem that sort of describes my stubbornness, however subtle

My ignorance has held me bliss
my eyes are cursed and blind
and feelings felt when you were missed
fled far when you were mine
But I have fooled myself once more
for all has come to end
And I'd once thought that you adored
you proved me wrong again

Your eyes were orbs of love and light
I thought they shone for me
But thinking's been my fatal blight
they shone only for she
Your laughter for the fool I've been
it haunts me in my dreams
And I can't, e'en myself, defend
the logic of what seemed

Your smile, like summer's sun at day
and like the moon at night
came once to me but quickly strayed
and swiftly took its flight
And remnants of your jaded smile
are shards upon my heart
That didn't have affect, 'til now
Inside, I'm torn apart

My ignorance had held me bliss
but knowledge brought me tears
no, ne'er will I be over this
my curse for future years
I've been your fool for far too long
but find, e'en in this end
that even though I know it's wrong
I'd be your fool again