Pfft

by abbywookie
Pfft

Paralysis, damages, ruins

These are all the rules

You don’t play

If you ain’t tough enough

No tolerance of exception

To those with past bruises

Rules

Players go by the rules

///

Say you saw his gentleness in my eyes

They held the same glaze of loving

And maybe the same depth of lies

Games should be fair

This one clearly ain’t

Pfft.

///

Told you I’m yours forever

Can’t escape anyway

You got my heart in your hands

But seemingly

You don’t understand it when they say

Men mean something

When they say something

///

Woke me up at three

Said my bare chest reminded you

Reminded you of another’s bare chest

I laughed

Because everything’s been hilarious

Bare chest. Him.

Pfft.

///

Bought your favourite chocolate

You like it ‘cause it’s sweet

You said sweet is happiness

That was cute

Until you said sweet

Sweet is a piece of him

Dark chocolate it is then

Pfft!

///

Must be a world record

When she gave this line

On Valentine’s Day

“Let’s not celebrate V-days anymore.”

That must be the funniest joke ever

Humour way left behind, I laughed

She pouted and said

“Reminds me of him.”

///

Him.

///

Pfft.

///

I laughed harder

Laughed ‘cause I lost this game

I congratulated the winner

“Give you till midnight,

Pack your things, leave.”

///

She pouted further

I puked inside

“I thought you love me.”

///

“Games have rules.

Losers gotta reap the dirty awards.”

I left out the one line

“I’m the loser.”

///

Sobs, blabberings, sudden promises

She can come up with anything

///

Pfft!

///

If you ain’t tough enough,

You don’t play.

///
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