The Dangerous Game

love is a dangerous game

full stop

the most dangerous emotion to play with

and i’m the first one to pick up the torch

i wanted all the answers going in

an impossible ask

foolish to think i could ignore my need to know the ending

historically i am a pro at creating the fantasy

or maybe it’s reality

please just bare with me

it’s like the tv’s on mute so the plots hard to follow

the pictures in black and white but i can feel the colors

i’m still in control even if it’s remote

he’s beautiful the way he lights up the room

uncovering my feminine side so easily

longing stares turned to quiet actions

both dancing in a romance only we know

intimacy so deep you could drown in its ocean

i’ve seen him naked but and he’s still fully dressed

souls bonded, emotions exposed

i’ve watched him create big dreams

i created bigger nightmares

if i set the room on fire will he burn with me?

that’s the risk though right?

the rush of not knowing if he’s going to fall too

a game of unfair an unfair game of love roulette

my hearts hanging by a thread

undoubtedly it was like this well before him

he just happens to be the one cutting the last cord

it’s slow the way a burn when your heart breaks

an ache that feels like everything and nothing

all at once you fall apart and together

and somehow it feels… fine