So much choice So much time So many miles apart So much non-commitment. Anxious and dysfunctional. A side-ways game Of friendship cover-ups. Keeping your options open, Playing your cards close. Thinking I can't see your moves, As you pull back and forth, Hot and cold. Then assuming what you will About my words and indiscretions. And all the insecurities Triggering your actions Are my fault. I left you unable to judge My heart and soul. I left you unable to identify My purity of intent. I left you questioning My cards. And you failed to ask, Because your ego chains you with fear. So we’ll lose at this. Two disappointed hearts.