Silent Mind

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

Even with everything that's been said.

And everything they'd ever done.

The game they played kept them satisfied enough.

Until one of them had aimlessly won

Rematch after rematch

They burnt each other up in flames.

Until one of them pushed too far

And one stayed back to pick up the remains.

The dynamic was never understood.

Only experienced and felt.

So, it made sense that the constant pain.

Was all they ever dealt

But with damage this far

And a limit that they had both crossed.

Stopping wasn't an option.

When in the end, they both had entirely lost.

Now these bereaved souls

Grieve for what could have been.

Not knowing every game, they ever played

Was always going to come in between.