Love is simply and purely a game. there's nothing more or less to it. it's full of players who trick, decieve, hurt you. it's full of obstacles that make you fall. sometimes the obstacle is even the player, itself. love is computer generated so you can never win. it's too powerful and addicting for you to stop playing. and then after a long, painful war.. you lose. and by then it's too late for you to recover, to move on, for you're already too scarred, too broken. and then another player invites you to join his game. so you forget everything, everyone, and join him. and by the time you remember, it doesn't even matter. because he's got you wrapped around his finger, just like before.
