I didn't mean to play
I didn't know the rules,
But I broke them anyway.
I do like games, but not this one—
It made me feel so dumb.
If I deceived you, then I did it while deceiving me too.
I did not know how to be true with you if I wasn't being true to myself.
I certainly did not mean to play you.
That's something I would never mean to do.
I'm slowly getting used to how it feels to not be alone,
How to correctly do things so it won't hurt anothers' soul.
I was honest in how I felt, but not in every aspect of me.
And for that, I get why you walked away.
I know how this game goes;
Everyone who plays, loses.
That's why I'd rather avoid the contest of love—that's not the kind my heart desires.
I want a forthcoming, upfront, raw, a truly deep love.
I want something more than the satisfaction of winning.
I don't want a trophy,
All that shit is phony.
I want you.
I want your soul.
I want your heart.
I want a love vaster than a softball field,
I want a love deeper than a slam-dunk,
I want a love stronger than a wrestling match,
I want a love swifter than a soccer ball,
I want a love higher than a tennis ball can bounce,
I want a love to spike as hard as a volleyball,
I want a love as soft as a gymnastics mat,
I want a love to knock me down like bowling pins,
I want a love more durable than a defensive line,
I want a love more valuable than a championship.
I want a love worth winning,
But I don't want a love where I have to play games.
I want it true.
