Game of Love
Contributed by
kayannx23
on
Monday, 28th January 2008 @ 03:42:44 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Everynight, I dream that he will come to my door with a bouquet of roses, saying he's sorry, and everything is back to normal.
But, I wake up, and the basket is still filled with tissues, and my heart is still in two.
The sun hasn't shone in days now, and the rain won't let up. He's found a new girl, and he's said "I love you," The three words that have hurt me. She doesn't know that in a few weeks, she's history, and he's going to be moving on to someone else, saying, "I love you."
It's a never ending cycle, the game of love, and girls never know when they've lost the game. Sometimes they lose a turn, move five spaces back, or get lost on Candyland trail. Some girls get all the luck. They skip spaces, move ahead, and sometimes they even win. Somehow, I rolled the dice wrong, and he won the game.
So, for now, I'll go back to bed, dreaming about that bouquet of roses.
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