Bullets

Love shoots you in the temple, piercing your brain. Even if she's aiming for your heart, she'll hit you between the eyes. She has the latest model rifle, a telescopic sight, and every trick you can get your hands on. She shoots without looking and you're hit or killed. Don't be afraid. It doesn't hurt. Just how it works. People have too thick a skin. For love to penetrate you, you have to make an entrance for it. For someone else to enter your heart, you have to make a door for it. Vulnerability is not a weakness, it's a scarlet blooming poppy flower.