games

I'm tired of all these games.

Games and Love.

Sadly they go hand in hand. But why play games? These fucking stupid foolish games that always gets in the way of passion. Every game has it's players. And even though it's embarrassing to admit, i'm a player in the game of love. But how do you stop it? I'm so tired and frustrated. But maybe that's the point. These games set the foundation for either a tragic love story or a happily ever after.... maybe? The chances are so high. Tragic love story or a happily ever after or maybe even both? The thing of about the games that are played in love is that we never know how its going to end. Whether there will be any winners, losers or a prize. You will never know, and thats the scariest part about games and love, you never really know.

Pain is necessary. Especially when it's pain inflicted by love. That's the only type of pain i yearn because I always know that years, months, days, hours, seconds later the pain will transform into the sweetest thing i've ever known.