You psyched yourself out and you don't even know it.
As you taught me the rules and order of the deck, you began to expose the underlying loopholes and tricks to having free hands.
This game that you and I are supposed to play no longer has me at any disadvantages,
and now that we have a level of understanding,
I'm all in.
And when you tell me you love her,
I call bullshit on you.
- games are only fun when I'm hosting them.
YOU ARE READING
her revelation (journal entries)
Poetryjournal entries containing poetry and thoughts about all three people i've been in love with, along with some traumas and self-loathing sprinkled in-between.
