Games Essays - Stronger, DraftNoah Cronbaugh,

Games Quite a while I have done whatever it takes not to get included not to get connected not to fall in love I guaranteed I could never let anybody make me extremely upset I swore id never play that difficult part take a gander at me now..... im falling so quick so difficult to hold tight when I need this to last the look in his eyes the grin all over the sound of his voice the intrusion of my space... I need everything , I ask thatt it never leaves that he never leaves he never breaks my effectively delicate heart I dont need to cry its going to make my forlorn soul kick the bucket god why? for what reason did I discover him I ought to have left I pick an inappropriate way I decided to remain what the *censored* was I thinking? im down on my knees imploring you to stop these sentiments inside me please........ they continue getting more grounded its makeing me more fragile I dont need to give in I see it as of now the evenings loaded with tears when he concludes he doesn't need to remain close to what is my concern? it was consistently soo simple I used to play them like a game I never minded I played with their brains I *censored*ed with their hearts I made them fall when everything I did was lie I never cherished *censored* that I never hurt and I never cried in any event not from living that lie not from playing those games not from harming the individuals that thought about me I just cried cause I would never feel the disgrace I know this time its not going to be the equivalent im falling so quick I realize sick get singed I see the tables have turned my abhor for adoration is becoming more grounded simply because im takeing that way the one that will make a broken heart last I question my thought processes I look to my past whare the damnation am I going whare ever sick arrive quick I trust he will go along with me for he made me fall I trust I dont free him for I brought down my divider I dont need the tears to be turned upon me I cannot manage the agony that will end up being my existence so when this all happens sick think back to the games and relize why I live with such magnificence yet drowen in profound agony I know now I am the just one to fault.