I didn't choose love
I didn’t choose to love you
I didn’t choose to love you
I just did
I didn’t know
In which way
My heart
Would break
But I knew it would.
I know Fate doesn’t have a heart.
She is the sister to Justice
Wearing a blindfold and scales in her hand
In long velvet robes of blood red
Wielding a long golden arrow in her other hand
So love strikes where you would least expect it
In the places you think it would never grow
That first kind of love, the beginning love
The kind of love that one person can have for another
The cruel love that burns unreciprocated
Unappreciated, tormenting and destroying
Just one
But we make it through, we make it out
We wait it out, and do the things we must
Until Aphrodite shows us the path to self-love again
And if we look for it, it comes.
The Goddess eventually shines through.