It's a game I created.
Risks are taken
Chances are not always given
Strategies and plans are made
Traps are set
You're the player, I'm the game master
You know the rules and played it well
Who knew you had it under your sleeves?
The tramp card that changed it all
Where the master became the player
Rules are implemented
Cards are all laid out
Then they were all forgotten
Everything became a mess
Just when I became serious,
You remind me the painful truth----everything is just a game.
You won when it was my downfall.
YOU ARE READING
Memories
PoetryFriendship... love... broken hearts... dreams... emotions... New beginnings... reality... A compilation of words that never had the chance to say, never had the chance to hear. Stories behind a couple of short phrases and words that mean a whole lot...
