A Fools Game

I was pulled to her - drawn by some unseen force - from the first time I saw her, somehow I knew she would hurt me. But there is a crazy part of all of us - a correlation between intentional pain and fascination - Sort of like playing with fire - You know it will burn you - But somehow you can’t resist touching the flame… That was always the best way I could describe my love for her. Part of me ALWAYS knew she would hurt me - Still I couldn’t stop myself - There were times I was so sure she loved me more than anyone she ever loved - And equally sure at others she never loved me at all - CONSTANTLY torn between hope and doubt - Playing a fools game - Believing I was the difference - That my love would change the outcome - But like all games fools play - There was no way for me to win.