Bulletproofs

After several heartbreaks,

“I love you” became more of a death sentence

A gunshot

So she began to wear bullet proof vests on date nights

For her every guy was a potential assassin

And these three words were bullets their tongues always fired

They would set sight on their victims before shooting

And she has been a target often too many times

So today she chooses to be the shooter

As she shoots at her target

She fires “I love you”

And he fires “I love you too”

She wonders why he resists the call of a heart strain

As he says “I wore mine too, I’ve been a victim just as you”

But two victims can turn victors eventually

All it takes is the right antidote

So she’s done with bulletproofs

It took a fellow victim to heal the wounds