The Day I Shot Cupid

It was a long shot taken after a major emotional battle... A series of thoughts draining my brain making me feel less of a person because i sold my heart to Satan, traded it for what was another woman's Which never made sense except for the fact that it felt good... You have made me your emotional bank and you most treasured scared piece of flesh that makes my head spin and my taste buds explode and when we talk between forgotten passages and take walks in deserted gardens the arrows you hold to the back of my heart etches deeper cuts the arteries holding together my sanity and bleeds emotions new to my heart but brings spectacular comfort and for you I would do anythings just so you can touch my hand again look deep into my eyes and say those three most intangible words in ancient English then I would know you are the only person who ever really got to know the true color of my eyes but never really saw the fire you lit in them And just so to end my insomnia I will hunt down that bastard of a kid steal his bow, and plant it deep into your heart so you could understand Why it hurts so much to love you back In a way I doubt you will ever love me in...