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Sep 2016
We are playing this game,
it's dangerous, we know...
But we are still playing...

You are not mine,
I am not yours,
we don't belong to one another
but we are still playing this game...

No feelings involved we both said,
no real relationship...
Spending time together is always fun
our conversations are always interesting
*** is good...

We see each other almost every day
we like similar things,
we touch each other gently
we kiss each other softly...
but none of it is real...

It's just a fun, dangerous game...
Someone else is in your mind... and someone else surrounds mine
We both agreed to this game...
Falling for each other isn't an option...
You talk about her... I talk about mine too...
Open conversations...
we are friends...
just friends...

Then why did I feel lousy last night?...
not when you talked about her,
but when you said your heart was closed...

I see it...she holds the key to that door...
and I don't think you want the key back just yet
even when you say you do...

I know we're playing this game...
I know the rules...
but I felt lousy... I felt a small hit to my heart...
a tiny bump to my chest...
I know this to be a warning...
I know this to be a "proceed with caution" sign...

I will continue to play this game...
for how long... I don't know...
falling for each other isn't an option
we are friends...
**just friends.
I think I'm going to break my own heart this time
Marcia Villavicencio
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   Keith Wilson
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