Theft

I would like to report a theft,
It was stolen right in front of me!

Self control, left bereft,
a crime, I didn't see.

Her weapon was disguised,
She smiled, she aimed her sights.

Pulled the trigger, to my surprise,
I felt no pain, didn't try to fight.

Something was removed, from mine,
Yet it makes me feel complete.

No warning, threat, or any other sign,
But it swept me, from my feet.

I should've hit the floor, but i fly,
As I soar, I love this feeling.

A crime you wonder? But what? And why?
it was my heart, that she was stealing!