The Game Of Love Is Not About Winning Or Losing… But I Will Move On!

I asked you many questions, some you answered and some disappeared.

I had so many problems, some had solutions and some had reasons.

You said, you are done and it was enough, I knew the decision was tough.

Passing those days was like a nightmare, to come out of your memories I had to dare. You were the reason for the chaos and the disturbance that left me with vengeance. I was mad, I was angry, I was helpless and I was clueless.

I cried, I cried through my core, no one could hear as I closed my door.

Now, I have stopped asking questions, searching for answers and analysing the solutions. I don’t see the need to ask anymore, our worlds are different so are the desires. I have started my journey for a beautiful tour.

You wanted a new me, look I have changed for the world to see.

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While doing so, I have lost myself a hundred times, found again and lost again, revolving around like a never-ending chain.

I don’t want to wake up from this dream, sometimes I just wish I could scream.

The game of love is not about winning or losing, it entirely depends on the ways of choosing. The scars on my heart are fading, my emotions are not for trading.

We have gone far away from each, there aren’t any visible boundaries, we are left with some sweet and some bitter memories.

Image source: a still from the film Luck by Chance

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