I played my games. I locked you out.
I left you in pain. My head was in clouds.
I am to blame. Gravity pulled me down.
People say your name. My feet are stuck in the ground.
Love is not a game. I played with your heart anyways.
You wanted closure. I wanted it gone.
I couldn’t have faced you. I knew it was wrong.
I still wanted to embrace you. Now your feelings are long gone.
I tried logic over feelings. The only problem is that logic hits a ceiling.
You were the best catch of my life. I quit reeling.
Lines break. They cease to work. They cease to operate.
A clean slate on this day would portray that I will remain.

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