I used to believe in true love

I used to believe that there was the one person for you

And no more

Although I’m here with you and I feel as if this is the wrong place to be

But if Cupid is real then he struck me to you

Me to you

This just doesn’t seem right

Because you treat me like no other

With the poison of your words spilling out of your mouth

And the violence of your intentions without a second thought

If Cupid is real

Is he allowed to be wrong?