life is a game
a test
lessons to be learned
things to be taught
each relationship becomes a core memory
something to look back upon
an orb holding what's nearest and dearest
to your heart
they fuel your soul
they make your heart beat faster
and form a smile on your lips
but each person
can be merely a lesson
something you must learn
to finally complete the game
to get to the end result
of happiness and satisfaction
it's at different stages for each person
some might find it young
some might never find it
but when all is said and done
you were my favourite lesson
and yet
i wished you were my ending
i felt satisfied with you
like i had found what i had been searching for
like it was finally over
i was enough
but you turned into one more lesson
and out of all your lies
that you told me
that i learned from
and grew from
"i love you"
had to be my favourite
i really thought you were it
maybe the lesson was to not trust you
maybe the lesson was what i learnt along the way
about myself and about you
maybe the lesson was based on lies
but either way
i guess i'm still learning.

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Poetrydo pictures paint a thousand words? yes. do i write more than that?? YES. i apologise if you're the inspo for these (i am not sorry.)