Lwethu-First Cut Is The Deepest

First cut's always the deepest.
Too deep for a band aid solution.
That's why to this day I'm still slowly bleeding out.
Out of sight, out of mind is how this whole break up game is played, right?
Still not out of blood though.

My death  is inevitable.
It's  only a matter of time before the last drop of blood falls to the ground and the ground opens up to swallow my feeble human corpse.
I blame cupid for this mess that I'm  in.
If he hadn't  decided to use my heart for his target practice, I wouldn't be in this mess.
If cupid had kept his Pinocchio like nose, out of my nose, I wouldn't be here.

Here I am now, slowly dying, as a result of cupid's inability to mind his own business.
Business as usual is how cupid went on about, after Maxine, cut me deep.
I still remember the feel of that dagger against my skin, as she pierced me in the chest, leaving a virtually impossible to fill void, in my heart.
Miss right, is what I used to call to her, because she seemed to be everything I'd  ever wanted in a woman.
No wonder I'm  still trying to find her in every woman I meet.
I'm continuously hoping and praying that all these women that I keep on dating, will feel this void that Maxine left, when she cut me deep and left a hole in my heart.

It's funny how she cut me deep and yet my imbecilic  heart still beats for her.
She was the very first woman to break my heart and shatter my dreams of a golden future time, for us two, but I still don't  love her any less.
I guess cupid's arrow must have hit the bull's eye as far as I'm  concerned, but missed wildly, as far as Maxine's concerned.
I'm deeply concerned for the next woman to fall deeply in love with me, because I'm too damaged physically and emotionally, to love her as much as she wants, needs and deserves me to.

©LWETHUE, 2016