A cheesy ass love poem by me

You Are Unaware

Even if I don't understand,

 Even if I can't smell the roses blooming inside

 Even if I can't watch their first spring,

 Even if I can't see— I love you, 

As my heart slips away.

If a window would look into my house,

 If it had a flowerpot, if I could catch the sun,

 If I could claim its unruly leaves,

 If my name were written in its seeds 

Would it be greed, 

Even if I were content with just this?

The dust would be enough for me, 

Whatever the wind brings;

 For my soul cannot sense 

These sweet, luxurious scents.

 And the flowerpot knows nothing of it.

Your beautiful eyes grow blind when facing the sun;

Everyone else knows this truth,

 But it narrows to just me— 

The one you see only as friend.

 If only you didn't love me, 

Then perhaps you'd see 

What I've made of my lifetime.