It Hurts

It hurts me inside to know that im giving you love but im not getting back in return. To know that that I once had you but ive let you go to the some other gambeler of love. It hurts to remember that day when I told you were better off friends && folding in the game of love. It hurts to see you with some other participant in the game of love when I know I couldve been in her place. It hurts when instead of kisses I get high fives instead of hearing \"I Love You\" I hear \"good game.\" It hurts to know that I ended the game because I betted to high and most of all it hurts to know that were friends and thats all we\'ll ever be.