Like a Phantom...

Cupid shot an arrow and knocked me off my ass.
He came bearing gifts... Roses, chocolates and a teddy bear...
He wanted to follow tradition, he says...
He definitely followed tradition on my birthday...
Too much, too little , too late?


Its either love me or leave me alone... right?
You are either in or your're out... right?
You are with me or your not... right?
What are you supposed to do when you walk away, but somehow, something always brings you back. At this point I'm not even sure what to think anymore. A sweet surprise? Or just another trip down memory lane, what was, what couldve been...