Game

it started as a game a game without the rules invented as we went along that’s how it was with you excitement slowly building a stairway winding up maybe we climbed to quickly I never looked closeup should have left the feelings out and kept it as a sport before it got too serious before I found that I fell short need a different perspective need to get a grip need to rethink all of this and stop shooting from the hip you weren’t the only player you are not to blame I went in with eyes wide open culpability is the same I think it’s time to walk away my purpose has been served there’s nothing going forward now that the road has swerved the memories I take with me bittersweet at best keeping the feelings close to me and aborting all the rest