What a shame it would be
to become so bitter
and forget about it all.
Even if it was all wrong,
even if it was nothing short of destructive,
even if it was a game of deception.
It was a game that mattered;
with all it’s fouls and unsettled scores.
It didn’t turn into a happy ending,
but it didn’t turn into a sad one either.
What do you want me to tell you?
Inspired by Tess, 35