Is this a trap?

I grabbed your hand with all my might.

He's back!

I cry out of sheer delight.

His hands slip from my grasp.

His face contoured with a mocking laugh.

Why must I fall?

Why must I fall into this trap?

It's all a maze with no light.

Only with what I feel I walk.

Only with what I hear I talk.

Only with what I taste I want.

Love makes us blind?

Not in cases like us.

Love is expected to make us blind

But on reality

It opens my eyes

To a world I may never live without.