The Final Score

You said you’ve changed,

But you’re still the same.

The same old person I once adored;

The same old person I love no more.

You treat me the same,

I can’t withstand anymore.

All the many times I cried for you,

Those tears will never be back.

I’m done with you, and done with this love.

I’m done with us, and I can’t turn back.

Basketball was the thing I once adored,

Basketball hurt me.

The final score

No, I’m not giving Basketball all of the blame.

I know there were times I too caused pain.

I told you I loved you.

Still, you acted much different.

I caused anguish.

I wish I didn’t.

The wounds of my heart now open wide,

Yet Basketball’s heart only filled with pride.

You lie and then apologize

I can’t love you anymore.

No more of this game,

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What lies behind a smile?

We cannot see.

What hides in the darkness?

Simply my lone dream.

I dream of you,

Forever with me.

Basketball you are my only true dream.

What really hurts?

This heart of mine.

I’ll take a moment to have a silent cry.

What love does to you?

It drives you insane.

I love you.

Yet, I hate you…

What a wonderful game.

Avoid me in the crowd

Ignore me when I speak aloud.

Do all the things you need to do,

Keep me from loving Basketball anew.

This ends with a kiss;

A simple “Good bye”

For all the tears I may have cried

For every time I slit me wrist

Know it was your love I tried to resist

For every time I plucked a strand of my hair,

It was for you though you weren’t ever there.

For every game I did attend

The score meant nothing,

Not even the win.

You will hurt me no more,

The final score

It all ends here,

Game finally over .