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Not Cupid's Arrow
I trusted too many people
With my heart
I only gave it to people
Who I thought would never hurt it
But it ended up broken
That’s not cupid’s arrow piercing my heart
It’s a different kind of arrow
That nobody wants
But some people got it anyway
And I’m one of the unlucky people
Who’s stuck with it forever
That’s what I get
For trusting people
Who hurt me before
Now all I’m left with
Is the tiny pieces
Of what used to be my heart
And now I stand alone
Trying to pick up the pieces
And put it back together
But nothing seems to fit
That’s not cupid’s arrow piercing my heart
That’s an arrow
That breaks it
And doesn’t let you put it back together
Ever
It 'll all work out :)
Don't worry you'll get there in the end the heart grows big enough to fill itself endlessly, it regerates and heals with a few scars so we remember how to treat and keep ourselves what an amazing idea love is! Just ask any mum with more than a few kids you have one and you say how could I love another kid as much as this one the next kid comes and you just do. I never fall out of love I've never turned it to hate, so I love still just in different ways. Trust is a risk I'll glady take any day for nothing can be taken from me that I'm not willing to risk. If I think I'll get screwed over I just enjoy the ride when it comes I say to my self well it was fifty Fifty split, and each new trust is the same. Trust is over rated in my books. We all have secrets we all tell white lies... Who of us are innocent? What ever the case you'll get there in time just enjoy feeling for now it's a beautiful thing, many of us are quite numb... What a blessing to feel a gamut of emotions! About Those arrows the great thing about imagination or metaphor, is the ability to transform gotta love the Phoenix! ;) chin up hugs SS. Hopefully at the very least I made you laugh with my crazy ideas ;D !!!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Awwww it's so sad. And
Awwww it's so sad. And everything eventually is able to be fixed. Just got to find the right type of glue. And wait for it to dry. :) time heals all breaks, cuts, and broken ness. I love your poem, and I too have felt this way before, and I didn't think it would ever get better either, and it eases or gets better with time. Allow yourself to look for your glue, with open eyes. Very good poem. Keep writing. :)
-Elfy*