Cupid's Mistake (?)
I was manipulated once.
Or too many times.
It wasn't a person.
It was blissful. It was confusing. It was painful.
I felt like flying above the clouds.
With chains firmed around me.
My chest would start to bump too fast.
Until it was too hard to breath.
It was true (It was a lie)
It's real (It's your make-believe)
Right when the cupid makes his entrance.
Just as he leaves with a striked arrow.
It did not hurt when it landed.
But he smiled so differently.
It left bittersweet sensations.
And it stung, though I wasn't pierced.