Your Game

Its been so long i cannot call your bluff,
you've messed me around with too much stuff.

Its the phone calls, tricks and cards,
I've crying while you've gone miles and yards.

Now that you've laid on the table your hand,
Your trust is out with my demand.

The dice you must have rolled,
your numbered heart is cold.

All your cheats are the same,
how long can you keep up this game?

I need to know that this is for real,
the way your playing,
it cant be the deal.

Love is not a question of trick,
but I'm always guaranteed the kick.

Well not anymore,
This games a bore.

But Once again you are the winner,
and to me you'll forever be the heartless sinner.

(Please make commnets)