I once gave you my heart,
I once got it back.
When I did,
scratches laid upon it,
but I was able to polish it off.
Noe I've meet you,
and i gave you my heart,
but something was missing now.
You may of given it back,but something is different,
There's a hole in it.
A hole where your arrow once was,
the arrow of your love,has left its mark,and wont come off.
No polish will work,no glue can fix,
the pieces are that once held together slowly falling down,
into the empty abyss,(which is o so common upon ourselves)
However,I want you to have my heart once again,
but you might cause more pain...
So what shall I do now,to prevent it from happening again.