You Love Who You Love Who You Love

Love comes at inopportune times It slides in sneakily and grabs you by your leg hairs. You might be out of practice Cupid might be barking up the wrong tree So you send him away Knowing if it is love Someone will prove it to you Somehow Besides you have been hurt before What if he is one of those? What if he takes another piece of you? Is it worth the risk? No one can tell you. But I know one thing You love who you love who you love And when it happens No one can slow it down It comes in like a freight train Sweeping you into a frenzy That you would have never wanted to miss So when you are ready Fall in love gladly. It happens rarely.