Cupid Shot My Girlfriend

Cupid shot my girlfriend. He hit her in the head. It must have been for love she laid down and she bled. It's almost been a year since Cupid found my love and being with her near She smells from up above. I never want to touch her. I'm frightened of her look. But still I remain faithful. My love upon the hook. I'd hoped we would have children though now it's much too late. I've talked to her about them but she just lies in state. I miss her perfect kisses. Moistened, warm and wet. Though wouldn't give one now for fear of what I'd get. I couldn't even hug her if I was in the mood. she's covered all in worms all using her as food. I say I love her often and hopeful she will hear. Though if she were to answer would be my greatest fear. She is my darling soul mate cupid can't be wrong. Through sickness and in health and days becoming long. So thanks I say to Cupid for finding my true love but if he'd spare an arrow I'd love one with a shove.