I guess you could call it crazy but I’d like to take this opportunity to call your bluff.
I don’t think this can be categorized in the same way we categorize the ghosts of our pasts, because stuffing all this negative connotation down our throats is the most likely path to a quick end.
Rather, I’d like to say that this deadly passion is something more than a game that we both are playing to see who reaches checkmate first. I want no part in these games.
I just want you. Take that as you will and if the truth scares you then you can run and I won’t be offended. I should be smart enough by now to not surrender any part of me like that to you. But all these wishes to keep my heart strong but my head stronger have failed.
If this was a game, I lost. But something in the way we fit together makes me think it isn’t. Please correct me if I’m wrong.
I have told myself you are not allowed to hurt me anymore. That’s what hurts the most.
