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

confusionintrospectionfeelingsperspectiveverse

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