I would rather go blind

it's a collection of poetry with different storylines, different way of expressing a person's feelings, which have its own way of portraying. However, there is one thing that makes all this poem fall into one conclusion (if love had a face, i would rather go blind) is nothing but the incomplete feeling that they have for the stories that already reached the ending or for the stories that were never written for them to be part of it, but there wish and dilution made them feel there existence and as we all know when truth showers on you like a summer rain, the only thing you find yourself in is nothing but misery created by own willful desire