The Game

More about lost love

Another broken promise,
Added to my heart filled with pain,
Sometimes I wonder if love,
Is just a silly twisted game..

One we all seem to play,
But rarely seem to win,
One that destroys our souls and minds,
And leaves us crying deep within.

I once believed it would save me,
How wrong I must have been,
For I’m sitting here alone now,
And my heart is crying for him.

I close my eyes to fight the pain,
I wish things weren’t so hard,
But nothing wants to go smoothly for me,
And I’m left here crying in the dark.

The things we do in the name of love,
I will just never understand,
Can it all really be worth it?
Even if he wont take my hand?

All I want is to feel alive,
To have someone who cares,
Am I just blind to the truth?
To myself am I being fair?

I sit here with these tears,
As I stare up at the moon,
I think of him and wonder,
Is he looking at it too?

And if he is, is he thinking of me,
Like I always think of him?
Or am I just wasting my time,
On this game I never seem to win.