I have been his target practice
For quite some time now

He has shot his love arrow
At me thrice to this day

He has witnessed me get lost
In the eyes of another
Seen the hidden gestures of love
Under tables, in abandoned places

He has smiled and smirked at me
Gush and blush over the wonderful beings
He aimed at just for me

And then he would do it

When he sees I have finally
Reached the point of no return
When my heart has invested more than I can offer

He does it

He pulls the arrow right out of the back of my partner
And somehow always forget to remove mine

So  here I am
Still stuck with three arrows

Three arrows
I cannot take away

She used to be happy, emitting joy,
She used to be friends with everybody,
She was the flame that the moths would fly to
She was the spark that changed it all.

But the flame has long died out,
The joy has vanished.
The words that were spoken cut her like a knife,
It took away her innocence, joy and almost her life.

She’s falling, falling oh so deep
Into darkness that you put in her world,
A world that she didn’t know existed
Until that day.

Oh darling, she’s gone now. Don’t you dare weep,
She’s here isn’t she…just in a deep deep sleep.