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
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 3:48 AM UTC
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