The Archer's Folly

A burning pain within my breast
Erupting red, covering my eyes,
Making me blind;
But yet I'm still smiling
Through the tears and pain,
Not in vain,
And yet meaningless.

I can't seem to express it;
The words stumble about
And won't fall out.
But the wound is obvious,
And forensics wouldn't lie
Were I to die,
But yet I live.

My life 'til now has never mattered,
My heart was never targetted;
But I think the gods' archer missed
And hit me; and I saw you

I live with my weakness exposed
And thrive on the very mention of you.
I can't undo
The result of my allergic reaction
To Cupid's horrid mistake.
Nor can I make
His folly great

The only thing for certain
Is that I'm in love with you,
And there's nothing I can do
Until Cupid pulls his arrow back.