Love, you’ve got a monopoly on my heart,
But, girl, you’ve been trouble from the start.
I’m sorry if I caused you any pain,
But you spun like a twister around my brain.
I risked everything, despite your checkered past.
You sank my battleship, breaking my mast.
The nerf you have — turning my world of love into a world of war,
Crafting an operation to take out my core.
You’re a mastermind who doesn’t take chances,
But you touched my chess and gave me lingering glances.
Still you don’t dare connect,
For you’re afraid, I suspect.
The Game of Love
June 1, 2011 at 5:45 am (Uncategorized)
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