You swooped in and knocked me off my feet.
I got a blister that day, completely unrelated.
But like that blister...our Love was new and fresh.
It was new for a time.
But once the fragile top layer was removed;
we were both raw and exposed.
It was painful.
By the end of the week...we were cracked and scarred.
Just like that blister.
Our new love, now, a past flame.