Saturday, April 21, 2007


Dear Diary,

For him, I was a flame...but love is a losing game.

Remember the 5-story fire when he came?...but love is a losing game...

I wish I never played

Oh, what a mess we made

This was more than I could is a losing hand.

I was self-obsessed--he was profound,

but I thought it would last til the chips were down...

Now, I know he's a gambling is a losing hand.

We had futile odds, and were laughed at by God...

So here's the final frame: LOVE IS A LOSING GAME.

Thanks to Amy for help with this post.

Why Is Love Such A Gamble?

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