I was
unprepared
For this Heart,
I find
Wanting you
to be
Never on my
mind
Poison
tipped arrow
Aimed with
precision
Sidestepping
happy
Making no
decisions
Perhaps
maybe I
Will one day
understand
Why my
broken heart
Rejects a
lover’s hands
Until then I
wait
Weary and
heart-whole
Never taking
chances
Avoiding
Cupid’s bow
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