Cupid's Match

At first sight

I knew

It was he.

I wanted 

a love

that was true

that was sweet.

"Cupid," I called

"Cupid, help please"

"Cupid I need this boy's eye to see me!" 

Cupid took control of my phone,

swiped right and tinder dinged!

This love will be my everything,

I'll obsess quietly.

I'll dedicate love songs to his heart,

He's mine to keep. 

Cupid finds love,

gives you a match,

but who loves Cupid?

Is Cupid happy?

This poem is about: 
Our world

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