and The Winner Is....
by @all-together-by-yourself
There's a block of space
Where you use to be
When you made me laugh
When you made me smile
We had our secrets mile for mile
I had my misgivings and anger in a pile
With nothing but memories turn vile
I remember the warning of voices that strained
To stay away from that train
I understand now that it was a game
Meant nothing to you but I still miss you,
Guess I missed my cue
I'm the one who lost it, who blew it, there's no one to blame.
Learned from the punches now I'm never the same but this heartbreaker's cry will not be in vain.
"Don't hate the player hate the game
And maybe next time there won't be a train."