Unrequited Love

Someone hand me a ten blade.
I need to remove this arrow
From my heart.

Seriously Eros?
Your attempts are misguided at best
And dangerous at worst.

Because I play with the Shadows of the night
And share my bed with Death,
My dance card is full.

For Lovers are so very fleeting
And I do not wish to be broken
By unkept hopes and dreams.

Pardon me while I vomit
From disdain of your eternal promises
Of absolute love.

I am the weaver of my own destiny
And the architect of my own destruction
But true love? That will be my undoing!

A pillar of strength with an emotionless facade,
Am I, that I remove myself from this silly notion
Of romance and move on.

Unrequited Love? I think not!
Sorry dear Eros, no time
For such pretty daydreams.