Arrow of hearts,

Rain on thee.

Shoot my love,

And shoot on me.

Since cupid can't hit me

A single arrow,

He sent ne ten,

Five in a row.

At least I have a hope,

For him to love me back.

I'll tell him, "Or else,

I'll give you a smack."

I told him we could be

Just Romeo and Juliet,

He was shocked,

And he became quiet.

But he lifted up

His head, and smiled,

That could make ev'ryone

Squeal, even St. Valentine.

With his lovely eyes,

And tender lips,

He pulled me close,

And sealed me in a kiss.

At least I'm glad,

My feelings are returned.

We were in awkward pose,

I could feel my cheeks burn.

Right now,

I'm really happy.

We're bethrothed y'know,

Him and me.