Game Over

You don't know just how much I want to describe just how I'm feeling.

In fact, I don't think you know how to just plain feel.

I'm not sure just exactly how I'd go at it, but I almost want to do anything I

can to inflict as much pain as you have done towards me.

But, I want to be more mature than that.

Games are for kids.

And I'm done being played like one.

Surely, I could guilt-trip you, blame-shift, cuss you out or shut you out,

but no matter what, it wouldn't do a justice.

Just who can I trust anymore?

Who will stick around anymore?

It's things like this that hardened me more and more.

Things like this that cause me to shut out and be unable

to cry or express myself as I once

would have.

To take advantage of my pain and confusion, because you knew you could have?

To feed off of my drama, my pain, my confusion...

To wedge yourself in the middle of my relationship, in efforts of helping?

I regret letting you in the middle of it.

I regret giving of myself, my time, my emotions, my thoughts to keep up probably

what's been a lie of a friendship. I regret confiding to you, complaining to you.

I should have just kept my mouth shut about all of it.

Did you really have to go at things like this?

Really?

I hope you're happy. I hope your proud, so you can add more to whatever ego

you have. To manipulate, to lie, to use, to fool, to humiliate me to the point of

breaking...all in the name of MY happiness?

Good job. Checkmate. You won.

Game over.

"The songs I can not hear

The voice I can't forget

The thought that just won't fade..."

(You Are, by SKP)