Love Is Not A Game

Love Is Not A Game

The anger thrives in my fingers,
The pain tears at my heart,
The thought of our relationship lingers,
For we were never to part.

But you broke my heart,
You made the anger build inside,
You made the pain need to hide,
And now I’m left to cry,
On no one’s shoulder but mine.

When no one else knows why,
Or how I feel,
They just assume I’m fine.
Yet, I’m left wondering if you care?

What could have been in the future for us to share?
And this whole time I thought you were the one,
But I guess you were just having fun,
Playing with my emotions.

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