You Love Who You Love Who You Love
Love comes at inopportune times
It slides in sneakily
and grabs you by your leg hairs.
You might be out of practice
Cupid might be barking up the wrong tree
So you send him away
Knowing if it is love
Someone will prove it to you
Somehow
Besides you have been hurt before
What if he is one of those?
What if he takes another piece of you?
Is it worth the risk?
No one can tell you.
But I know one thing
You love who you love who you love
And when it happens
No one can slow it down
It comes in like a freight train
Sweeping you into a frenzy
That you would have never wanted to miss
So when you are ready
Fall in love gladly.
It happens rarely.
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