i made you play
a long game,
didn't i?
i must have
tired you
out.
i should
have also
known,
i should
have seen
this coming.
they say love
is blind,
after all.
i became
blinded by my
own desires.
i became
quite the greedy
little thing.
i'm sure you
were so tired
of this game
that you didn't
even hesitate
to end it.
now i pace
back and forth,
phone in hand,
but i know
you won't come
to me tonight.
still, my heart
braces itself for
the waiting game.
