Stolen identity

When I see her she unknowingly ignites a flame inside of me.

It sets my soul ablaze 

and weakens the cage 

holding the butterflies from roaming free.

So free they go

Unconfined and unconcerned.

Covering me from head to toe,

The thought of her won’t let me go.

Now I can’t think clearly and my voice is no longer my own,

It whispers words I’ve never said, and some I’ve never even known.

Who is this 

Who am I

What did she do to me……?

I don’t know

I don’t remember 

And nothing as far as I can see……

All she did is smile,

And at the point Cupid had to team up with God and all the other powers in the universe 

To conjure up the best concoction they could to bless me with this curse.

Love hurts.....

And I get a gentle reminder every time she walks away,

When I remember that she told me no.

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