Boy is this idea wrong. Wrong wrong wrong.
People always say: love is blind.
But I think this has been shortened far out of sense.
To me, it should be: love makes people go blind.
Love itself was never blind. Love opens your eyes to so many wonderful things you can never ever experience without love. And over time, people just get so used to these wonderful things that they don't find them special anymore. And that's when you start to go blind. When you stop appreciating that someone, stop noticing all the little things that mean the most. And that's probably the greatest regret you may never even come to know. And it'll fill you up with an abyss of emptiness that you'll never learn to overcome. Unless you learn to admit your own blindness.

So open your eyes. Think about the finest details someone else is going about to do for you, because they know exactly the way you like it, and sometimes, they know more than you do, yourself.