arrows

they told me that
being in love
is handing someone
a bow and arrow
expecting them not to let go

you’ve let go of the string
shot me straight in the chest with the arrow
but i’m glad it was me
and never you
see
i would have never done that to you
but i would gladly take as many shots to the chest
if it meant saving you from the hurt

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