the l game

I don’t like this twisted game you’re playing.

I’m trapped in a movie and you’re the antagonist,

But god you’re also the love interest.

Don’t tell me it’s over because I’m not done yet.

Am I the only one still here,

Watching as the credits roll

Or did you just press pause while I was still on play?

I never knew this was a race to who could stop loving first.

How could you move on when I was just falling back?

I didn’t know this was a game ‘till I was the last one playing:

You outran me, I out-loved you.

Please come back, please play fair.

I call a rematch.