I lost this game long ago. I lost the moment I considered it such. Your heart was far too pure. It matters not if I have to endure Seeing her smile raise you so. My words were a crutch.
You were always here, and you always will be. I hate that that's not enough. My love is unrefined, far too rough to lighten the sun and make skies clear. I'm far too blind to see.
Love is hard, but beautiful. My heart is blackened, wrong. I love you too much to make you Suffer all the pain I'd put you through. She's kind, loving, dutiful, enough for everlong.