maart 05, 2009

Game over

Two months ago I confessed playing a dirty game.
A dirty game I thougth, gave me closure.
It turned out, I just made me realise I'm still not over.
The weird part is, the game didn't make it worse.
I played the game, I liked it, but I got bored.
Perhaps I need a new toy to play with?
Perhaps I need a new game?
But what I really need is one last role of the dice that will get me to the finishline, pack up the gameboard, close the box and put it away as far as possible.
Two days ago the dice roled. The game is really over.

But okay, all gametalk aside. What pulled the trigger?
The fact that I'm still living in the between?
Or the fact that he's really moved one?
Or maybe the fact that after almost a year, he still makes me cry.
I don't know when or how I will be moving on.
The only thing I do know is I'm done, over and out, GAME OVER!




But where do I put the box?