I know it seems like nowadays we are getting along better than we have ever before, but it's all lies. Right now, you are realizing or have already realized that I like you. And I am beginning to doubt that you have ever liked me. And so this game of the mind begins. Having once believed that I held the upper hand, I find myself on the other side of a turned table, and at the mercy of your whims. You are too kind, however, to subject me to them, thus leaving me in a state of checkmate; I know you have won, yet you are not making the final move to finish me off. You refuse to finish with the coup de grace. You think it's the right thing to do. And certainly, it is the easiest. But all you are succeeding in accomplishing now is the breaking of a fragile heart, and making sure that I will be reluctant to ever fall in love again.
I know it seems like nowadays we are getting closer than ever, but I know it's all a pretense.
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