A twisted game we play each day, month after month, and now year after year.
The game of your favorite elementary school bully who played till it brought you to tears.
You leap and you jump with all of your might to get the treasure back, and when you find yourself still empty handed, you cannot hold the tears back.
Frustration and anger, disappointment and pain, as your bully laughs in your face and continues his game.
This game has gone on for two long years, I have cried far too many tears as you play your twisted little game.
Although you are amused at how I leap, jump and beg for your heart which you dangle above my head, this game is heartbreaking and I'm am weary.
I won't keep playing keep away and finding myself, the only one truly in love, broken and teary.