birch love

You can be blinded by love, and that is something you are happy about. You see what you want and never see, what is not important. Selective sight, I should admit.

There is another case of blindness, when love is gone, and only the feeling of possessing remains.  There is nothing worse when your mind is blinded by jealousy.

Blind mind creates monsters.

And you suddenly turn into a monster yourself.