Saturday, April 21, 2007
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 stand...love 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 man...love 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?
Labels: gambling, loss, love
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