She Wants Thursday Back

She wishes she didn't have to see him tonight. True, she likes him, but their Thursdays are never good. Always spent trying to get under each others skin. It's a game they play. No one ever really wins. He may think he wins, but, no. She tries to keep her composure, around him, while they play this game. It's hard. Almost as hard, as trying to give him up. He doesn't know she's trying. He thinks she's mad at him. She doesn't get mad, only upset and disappointed. One day, one of them, will end up hurt. She tries not to let it be her. She tries so hard not to tell herself, how she feels. She knows, She just won't say it. In the end she doesn't want to end up wrong and hurt. She wants to win. She wants her own heart back, and, maybe, just to leave, a little soft spot in his.