To find someone new after a love is hard but what's even harder is to except that you're bad at the game called love. It's a game much like gambling because once you win you keep playing until you've lost it all. You'll constantly come back to the game that took it all. And there...there is where you'll realise the first time you kept going until you lost it all was the only time you truly lost.
It's a game like operation where your taken piece by piece until the buzzer goes off and you're left with not only the loss you took but the emptiness that's left when the pieces are gone.
It's just a game... But do you really want to keep playing... or even play in the first place?
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Secrets to Knowlege
PoetryEmptying my thoughts into the void of other people...*some are poorly written, and by some I mean most, so please bear with me * (on a different note please don't skip the first one)
