Game of Love

Love is just a game,
Played by lovesick fools.
Love is an unmastered art,
A game that has no rules.

I use to play the game,
Praying I would win,
Though i found out soon enough,
Some players hearts were made of tin.

Maybe I'll never find the one,
With whom I was meant to be.
But until then I'll keep playing the game,
At least until the game gets sick of me.