Sweet talks,
Late night walks,
Childish pokes,
and my heart got broke.
He destroyed my zone,
And now I'm all alone.
I know it was just a game,
but I played so lame.
He's a pro gamer,
and I, I'm just a beginner.
We played feelings for fun,
but I end up thinking how to run.
I thought I can win this time,
but my heart refuses to rhyme.
I'm aware about the ending,
and fear is a word to describe my feelings.
The game lasted for three days,
the ending didn't change.
He won, I lost.
I'm sure for him I never had any cost.
He kissed my forehead down to my chicks,
but I stopped him before he touch my lips.
I can't give up my first kiss,
for someone that I'm going to miss.
This is not a story of a Princess,
it's not appropriate to seal it up with an ending kiss.
For he was never mine,
because we just played for fun.