Love's Assassin

I know Love.
Rather, I know Love's assassin
He creeps in the darkness,
only to smother my light
He carries no arrows
tipped with blood red hearts
Only, the heavy weight of despair
I never see him coming,
but I always watch him go
begging, pleading him to come back
and reverse what he has done

Every footstep he takes
is unwelcome
every breath he breathes
is unwanted
but still, he comes ominously
to break my happiness
He has no feelings,
Only looking for his next target
Stern Faced and Severe
His eyes never betraying his profession
only looking at the future
he is Love's Assassin
and I know him well

Wow that was a bit emo.