"Mistaken Arrows"

And what do i do
When one flame
So narrowly avoids
extinguishing the other?
They, in their paralell worlds
Are each trying to draw me
to their sides.
Yet, neither knows
the name nor face nor barely
existence of the other.
Only i do.
I loved one long before
I had met the other; He
was a strange mixture of seriousness
and dark humour that amused and intrigued
my cynical and unlaughing heart; he
made it giggle, made it chuckle with him
And then he disappeared from my life
prior to my decision that i
should bleed my heart out to him
So i put him aside.
The second came along eventually,
smelling of roses and smiles and
utter romance, but lacking the
presence of realism, lacking a
solid foundation for me to set my feet upon
Yet he gave me love and acceptance and poured
it thick and heavy upon me until it
coated my soul.
However,
my loves collided.
The first adored one showed up out of
the blue darkness, smiling the old smile
and asking me how time had been
Cupid, angered for the disregard of his
earlier arrow, struck at my heart again,
and i fell into the same pool of love that
he had pushed me into long ago.
But wasn't i already waist-deep
In someone else's waterfalls?
I don't know the answer to Cupid's riddle,
but i know the words by heart:
Do you choose the one you grew to love
Or the one you loved to start?