The Arrow

The arrow through my heart
shows I've been hurt
though the person who did it doesn't care
now I'm more alert

my love for this person
I cannot describe
the hatred to him
and of his bribe

the words that want to speak to him
are so unpleasant
the thing he left to me
I thought it was a present

I open the box
I see a note
inside it
a stupid drunk goat

in back of this picture says
"I don't want to be with you,
I found someone else that's better."
all night i felt so blue

i cried until the morning
then i left
I got back from the drugstore, saw my door open
I thought it was a theft

I saw someone coming toward me
there was no use to run so I stayed
they put their hand in their pocket
"don't let me die now" I prayed

I open my eyes
he's right in front of me
he takes out his hand and holds my head
he comes closer and now i see

we stay there for five minutes
then I slowly get away
I want to see his face
if I'm going to meet him again one day

It's my best friend
I gasp in surprise
I never knew he loved me
and I thought, " him outta all the guys

I knew he was special
in his own way
but I don't know now
what I should say

"I couldn't stay away from you."
he said in a cute tone
his voice sort of different though
"gimmie your number and I'll put it in my phone."

I gave him my number
he gave me a kiss
I realize now
what I miss

he's the one who took the arrow out
and cast it into the flames
and said to me
"no more mind games."